I got on a train.
I climbed to the top row and
Tried to find a place
To sleep. At last found
I a spot, on the advice
Of a mother and
Daughter. Quickly as
The train started to chug, I
Spilled from my seat to
The floor. This was not
A passenger train, but for
Livestock and cattle.
For years I had tried
To stand off from the herd, and
With them I would die.
Walking, a young man
Told me about his strange quest
For the lost German
Angels. I replied
In the keine Deutsche I
Knew, and then was I
Met by his maiden
Sister, who wanted to thank
Me for my kindness
And also to bear
My children. I made plans to
See her the next day,
Conscious that I had
Forgotten to wear my ring.
When I came to the
Dinner, the maiden
And her sister were there, and both
Had young daughters. They
Now were vying with
Me to see for which I would
Become their new Dad.
She was old, and she
Really liked me. She said her
Husband wrote her name
On the moon when he
Visited. She wouldn’t stop
Touching me, even
When I asked her. I
Told my mother and she thought
It hilarious.
In my dreams we are
Together. We don’t concern
Ourselves with others’
Opinion of what
We do. My husband and your
Boyfriend don’t exist
In my dreams. We fly,
Exhilarated, bodies
Mingled, you and I.
All I ask is that
You just come with me, and we
Try it. Can we try?
The storm to come will
Wash everything into the
Streets. No more hiding.
No identity
Will be secret. All will be
Revealed. Get ready.
Millennia did
I watch the Earth, and did not
Find one to fall for.
She slipped into my
Early morning ecstasy,
Till bells broke our tryst.
I am not other girls.
I am multiplicity.
I am mystery.
You do not give your
Sex, I take it. It is now
As it always was
Your struggle is like
Sweetness on my lips, Honey
In my throat. Give me.
Your tragedy, my
Symphony, your misery
My fantasy, while
I draw breath, it is
Ripped from your throat. You are mine
Forever, even
If you could kill my
Body, still would I persist;
I live inside you.
