the dam finally broke, and
I just kept smiling, smiling,
smiling like Aphrodite.
and why wouldn’t I?
tornados run across this fruited plain
fires race around these redwood trunks
each one natural, powerful, hungry,
and THOSE things, well…
I think I would run
I know I would
but a dam? well, pshaw!
a man made that, thinking
to choke out a river? HAH!
stupid dolt, we just kept pushing
Aphrodite and I.
I kept smiling because She
gives me Her Nod, Her
quick chin lift and dancing
bright flashing eyes that tell me
every hour is Holy
every sensual second
is Sacred in its quick
butterfly rise and its
sad sinking sunset.
and that pile of patriarchy
eminent in threat and rattley-death
hard and straight and deaf and dumb
(fee fie foe fum!!)
jammed down Her fertile river-craw,
those dirty fingers down the throat of love
that choking violating deep and rough and raw
in turbine hums exploding in the cries of mourning doves
well it’s blown now…and on the run
in painful splintery disjointed strides
streaked with dirty water and rust
and ruined careful engineered remains.
and Aphrodite, that river, and me
lick at the bones with our eyes
and our waters and our ululating
triumphal throat-splitting ear-spitting
SCREAMS OF RELEASE!
We suck, we clean, we set free and tear
the stench of man right out of marrow
and sow Sacred Communion, Holy Power
of Body and Blood anew across the waters,
alive again, alive
those waters once again
So…keep smiling and just yank
that unruly thread until it comes unfurled
and falls apart, all fall down
in one beautiful disruptive moment
such a beautiful disruptive moment.