
MONSOON
And there came a strange night
of chocolate love
& Indian film
when a unicorn drifted
across the sugar cain fields of my mind -
like a train vision of the deepest meaning.
When only ages before,
I was a young man
holding down that golden God
beneath the weight of my loving
& the strength of my kisses.
And then -
A ripple of water -
& a lily pad in an ocean -
& limousines from Heaven -
though nothing can save us
but time...
Time to forgive...
Time to forget...
Time to die...
And drift away on those seasonal winds.
© NOVEMBER 5, 2000 By Jason Wright