A Leak In The Safe

Come share thy boon with me I’ve taken quite a notion to you

Let’s have a dinner date with the hyper-vivid amidst their

Peculiarly alarming chaos slip the moorings of polite society

And join the identity parade in its own squalid surroundings

Approach the weather beaten frames unpainted and rotting

Here anything not impossible is bound to happen

The abstractions and pleasures of the Golden Calf

The tightrope life a race between corruption and revelation

Seeking a fusion of the erotic and the sublime playing out

Within this swampy house the lowest region of all matter

Figures feasting in a shadowy cave embracing with a great

Talent for deviation untrammeled by conventional mores

Ritual sexual intercourse as part of a higher mysticism

A central sense of holiness an unconstrained experiment

Held independently of any substantial historical evidence

Amid fevered strokings and sure undulations the agitated

Thrust cajoling all into acceptance of their fun

Sexuality is textuality: It is through our desires

That we read the world as it befalls us specifically

You lying on a blanket on the kitchen linoleum

Surrounded by tea lights in the shape of a heart

A physiological metaphor of uncertain identity

Your nubility in a jade enclosure

Where spirit illumination accumulates

Uniting heaven and earth beyond

The scope of this study

in midst of the essential