THE OTHER HALF OF HER
It was a beautiful evening
Neptune slingshots to another world
should seven in the womb
be made earthlings outside the
passage to carry down faint
signals and solar system answers
when I last visited the
contessa amid dust storm evidence
I had warned my wife
of lake basins and riverbed
landings earth creatures mixing hominids
I can make fate good
and bad don’t hold back
your light I saw you
walking through like they thought
I was mad explaining it
or something as we arrived
through the smoulder fifty percent
of that is mine when
she sat under the tree
what fancy stockings so much
studied and findings applied like
aspects of the entwined serpent
now I feel so sick
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