That poem is a new world on your tongue.
It as if Jehovah spoke a sigh
From somewhere in between your heart and lung,
Or more like Aphrodite spread one thigh
And opened up divinity for men,
Or maybe inspiration rose up through your mind
From guts and bones as heated as a sten
Gun after blasting bullets. Love unsigned
Is what it is, like Christ before he made
His sacrifice. Do not delay. Write down
The words. If necessary, use a blade
To carve them in the cosmos. Avoid brown
At all costs. Stick to scarlet and to bold
Convulsing slashes. Use a knife of gold.