Having partaken
of the communion

Your body,
your wine

(kind of foolish to think
I'd be the same)

I wish the ghosts would visit
me as viscerally
as the story of old

If the past is
real and the future
is real

Who is here now
(some other kind of ghost)

no fear of death
no fear of the beyond

I belong to
the Great Spirit

I will go
where the Spirit
guides me

Goddess remember
me as one who died
and came back to life for you

Goddess protect your fragile heart
which is softer than the sun
bigger than the moon

(it is the space I live inside of)
forgive me for being human
and for loving you too much

it's perfect
that no one reads
this poetry

so easy to deconstruct the
poetics of desire

transparent semiotics

(fairest creature I've ever
glimpsed
moving through the forest
of my
mind)

Goddess of the cirlce
blessed me with her sound
(her touch)
her mouth

whispering
pleasure
humming the infinite

sound of joy permeates
my vibration

timeless happening
inside the circle