The earth was a mild spacetime vortex
that took a few steps out of darkness---
The hot mud that stuff was made from,
high and wet and dripping, father
I saw the sunlight and felt the heat---
I wandered blind through the desert of my mind
with mary-jane strawberry shortcake,
Isles go by like drag queen Arab princes---
The stuff fathers are made of among the stars,
The swimming amphibian rising above sea level---
Now that we know the questions
To ask the ancient sphinx,
The selling point to live like Jackie---
Her eyes like Patty, her hands like Gloria---
The earth was a mild vortex
for Denisovan anarcho-civilization---
Returning to the beginning of time
strangely similar to the end of time---
I want to eat her cherry pie in great big bites
Like the sphinx of all time
at the beginning and end of the world---
the eternal picture her ***,
My mental picture a theosophical thing
like every ugly heroine---