I am not this body
Take it! Take it! I say

Ishmael is a wonder
To an Unknowable God I pray

Your soul is your creativity, she said
So I try now to let it play

I myself am straight
But I love so many writers who are gay

Oh! the Atlantic near St. Augustine
The Pacific at San Francisco Bay

Such fragile magic in marriage
It so easily slips away

This headache has laid me low
Lying in bed the entire day

Will I stop resisting Trump?
No, nay, never - Nay!

I love poetry and music
The sounds shamanic wisdom Way

I do hope a species stands beyond
Yes, Emily - gratefully this May.