CASUS NOSTER [II]

GARDEN

you took me walked me around

this place, this lush greenness

of desire and more

and more supple lands

that we take with our hands

in our mouths to let it all

crunch in our teeth and taste

the waters of the crisp

down our throats

already drenched

with loveliness

the beasts crawled to our feet

and the birds perched themselves

on our shoulders,

where you took them

and lifted them up up

then we called to them

with names you made

and taught me

well

under trees we laid our heads

twisting them with the roots

until our thighs

squirmed over each others

your hands nestled under

my shoulders

and my hands

pressed against

the stiff lush grass -

from atop the hill we could

see the gates

where God kept the nothings out

with his men, with their

wings and blades, hands

clenched against the

sands outside that

make mortal throats

parched