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Neptun 


The Plague
the razor sharp grass hopper wings
overtakes the eagle
in mid flight
and as they
suckold their
fledglings in the
midst of night



American Politics
be ware the eyes of newt
in this hour of pollutant discontent
made glorious winter
with a summer unspent
and stars plunging
into the deep bosom of earth's oceans
the whales evaporate
freezing the moon in her monthly motions
in his salamander like camouflage
beware the eyes of newt

Hear Ye! Hear Ye!
hear ye, hear ye
be ye
poseidon or
be ye
neptune
the true being
is in he whom
the lunar queen
shares her ankles
then her knees
or any else thing
her glory pleases
hear ye, hear ye
be ye
poseidon or
be ye
neptune
is decided
in fullness by
her majesty
the moon.
be ye?
or
be ye?
Good Morning Neptun
it seems Neptun is shy,
yet patiently waited his turn.
This morning at day wake
he tiptoed up to the edge
of my consciousness
and crawled in beside me,
gently stroking my back
leaving tattoos of green
laced with ocean brine
and served me drink
etched with aphrodisiac
sea wine.
good morning my love
he whispered
good morning my Neptun
you were well worth the wait
i whispered back