One wife, one husband, no war, no schemes
Viking and Arapaho haunt our marriage tree.
All night long Orion's eager sword gleams.
Dilated eyes and hair like lightning heat,
hammer and ax hungry for the head of banshee.
One wife, one husband, no war, no schemes.
Beyond the safe sound your barrelled chest breathes,
ghosts moan vowels like bottled bumblebees.
All night long Orion's eager sword gleams.
Boxcar trails boxcar on ringing beams;
History gifts us an unknotted skein.
One wife, one husband, no war, no schemes.
Blacktop glistens heirloom gold, red and greens.
Miles of spun spider silk phone wires snap free.
All night long Orion's eager sword gleams.
We sink into the heedless ship of sleep;
unseen hand stitches flat lands to Dead Sea.
One wife, one husband, no war, no schemes;
All night long Orion's eager sword gleams.
