Seaside on Horseback
Spinning, spinning, spinning
Blue-green sea foam songs
Like little fish through veins. Round
I go¾an ellipse, a double helix¾
Vibrations causing catalystic
Change. Toes skimming water¾
Gone airborne¾
Fingertips touch clouds!
Converting sunshine through slippery skin
With saltwater bubbles on solitary ride. Fingers
Lock on horse’s mane
While twirling atoms spillback¾
Oh God, here I go¾hips shake
Feet tap, arms circle, come apart, hands
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Up and down hips plunge,
Slip slip slip
Onto shoreline to dancing men;
Sweat sweat sweat
Into bare-naked dune. Glass breaks
Spilling energy into raw lust¾glorious lust!
Whip snap clap tap, can’t stop¾
Hesitant chance breathes faster¾exhaling
Inhaling, teasing sadness
Into submission. Evening wildness
Blurred under new moonlight
As celestial body exhales moon breath
Like silks shifting. Horses clopping,
Gaining strength as old secrets
Breathe back in¾letting truth
Go wild; let it go¾let it go to the bone spring,
The aching rib, keep it long past old age¾wonderfully
Afraid¾alive! Feet fly, fingers play
At twirling silk. Can’t breathe¾
Sing in the air then, and always¾
Always let the men wait
While women and horses have their way.
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