In this Transitional Haul

Let us not talk of how high
the dirt has grown
Or how we used to breathe
through the naked nose
So easily we’ve become
Buried is the sky
our fated mouths tied
To the one great screen
Where we gasp for reality
The wind flutters like summer
The day it just gets longer
Birds feebly warble
Southward they waddle
In this transitional haul

Nina blows poor Milton
With just a few notes
Paradise is surely lost.
Youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Made me leave my happy home………
And since she fell for
The caterpillar, the worm
The snake, too
Other myths have grown
From this strange fruit.

They’re chasing down the most exotic
Shooting them in the head
Pinning them to the walls.
This they call success.
And the one who collects the most
Thinks he’s found the light.
But it’s just the sun
Reflecting off the glass
Another driver lost
to the myth of the day.
The wind flutters like summer
The day it just gets longer.
Birds feebly warble
Southward they waddle
In this transitional haul.

Ulysses arrives at the spectacle
To reclaim what he’d thrown away
Penelope she’s long gone
Other myths rule the day
Ulysses decides to stay a bum
Perhaps to perfect his disguise
And roam further away

They’d written Billie off for dead
Gathered all around to blow
Some say her gardenia withered
Others say it glowed
For love is like a faucet
You think it’s on
It’s turned off and gone
How the caterpillar struggles
The worm, the snake too
Love is like a faucet
In this transitional haul.

Lester never was the same
Since the War got in his head
Feebly he warbled like a duck
Dropping from the eaves
But once she called him Prez
When another myth ruled
A Sailboat, Moonlight and You
How silly were the words
Of those middle class white men
Who’d never tasted this fruit
How sublime was their merge
A shimmering floating cocoon
Oh but how the caterpillar struggles
To become such useless fluttery
A child’s probing fingers
An adult’s weighty stamp
A cat’s curious claws
In this transitional haul.

Wild is the wind that blows on Nina’s shore
Fierce are the referee Angels keeping score
Shades of Hades gather
With Forked tongues and spoons
At the ceremony of the eaten and the hungry
Dante and Bosch try to stay amused
Isis cries out for mercy,
The Book of Dead, Osiris studies
Nina prepares to be sacrificed
Why not take all of me
Billie sardonically croons
Nina offers up her body
Orpheus accompanies:

Please tell him that I love him
And want him back again....
And if you should see him
Anyplace, anywhere
Please tell him I was a fool to leave him
Please tell him how much a fool can care……

Traversing the stars
he traces himself lightly
aeons of solitude glowing
aloof as space
Infinite as mercy
Nina offers up her body
Does he hear her plaintive pleas?
Or will the jackals of Hades
Devour her eternally?
What does the light
know of hunger?
Hunger of light?
Lonely is space
Infinite is mercy
Nina offers up her body;
Orpheus accompanies
Oh how the caterpillar struggles
To become such useless fluttery
The day it just gets longer.
Suspiration harder
In this transitional haul.