A Slew of Poems Unrevised

Ecliptic

The coming together
Of two beings that were meant to be
One
The making of humans catalaysted
On them
They sit, though
On opposite sides
Of the bed
Each trying to attach to each other
In the mist of
Chaos
And predetermined
Stereotypes
Of how they should act
But the sun is commersing
With moon at midday
And she's ready to tell him the secrets for her thighs
Of how she does he magic
The sun can try to fight
The feminine
Within him
But soon he will wander from his old patriarchal home
And take of the armor that weighs down his
Back
The wounds of the man places that are deep, dark
Hidden within caves within caves
And she pulls them out
So...
He can't hide anymore