PAST, PRESENT & YOU
Time is a wooden match hissing.
So, brave the obstacle course of life
because whatever came around before
is coming around again.
Past & present hisses sulfur eyelashes
as wooden match wheezes like propane
absconding its vacuum welded tank
before the future arrives in a low-cut
onyx beaded gown with smoky fringe
& jade toenails tossing autumn leaves—
pomegranate maples & citrine hemlocks—
walnut hair streaked by granite waterfall
& eyes like scarabs scattered among
the tombs of Egyptian pharaohs.
There she is.
What’re you waiting for?
scarab from Tutankhamun's tomb