last night

1.

last night i heard a tree weeping
and the sky was raining
the roundabout
was lonely
and the dreamer
was on fire...
a plane filled with ice
and so fell
with abandon,
we are but servants here,
keeping vigil
on a sleepless land,

incendiary thoughts
cut through the arboreal mist.


2.

i am a harlot
zealously caring
for an ailing god,
softly stroking
his weary head,
he makes his way
in and out of the harem
he keeps close to his heart
i am the public persona
of woman, earthly bound
and god-intoxicated

i walk in and out of
my velvet nights.