Join Me Listen To The Sitar Players Theorise…

Join me on your knees on your belly, please With Gold in her teeth and hunger in her eyes The devil whispers in the reed's come-join-me. Join me; listen to the sitar players theorize The movement's serpentine in willowy skies.' See the honey locust sunset ascending roots See how your thighs make shadows ripple See how the boy's eye twinkle oval tributes See how his thoughts remain ever-wistful Join him in the shade like a moth ever vernal. Let him provide 'light' poked out of the darkness. Let him watch your wings burn star-bright Let him hear the moon sing of her loneliness Let the devil be fulfilled - quiver like a red termite! In the barren emptiness, a harlot strikes at night.