she's a temple named Beautiful,
a star named Bethany,
her heart is a clear cut core
of jasper, jacinth, and an ebony.
she's safety- like a rabbit's hat habit,
she's the magician's secret Sapphic,
and I'm just the poet
looking upon her like Truth
and she is the Faith.
I couldn't, nor can't,
despise my eyes to
take them off of
her

I'm convinced          
   the butterfly hefts
from here to there;          
the duck trusts me enough
to dive his head next to my danger.
webby feet
motor boat
muncy munchs
pulling feathers from my breast
freeing froggy
he let Freddy go
hoppy hoppy
splashing splishes
yoga swatches
power of a thousand winds
picture poses
doggy greetings
grouplove meetings
walk path leadings
like yearbook signatures,
baseball fields,
bike rides.

You didn't love me,
you just loved
how it made you feel.
When that dream ended,
so did the deal.
You found another man,
and made your appeal.
With your mistress,
in the distress,
you've went
and made yourself
another wheel.

took your name
took your pride
took everything that
you had inside,

in the dirt
took your hurt
found the bottles
that you hide.