I will wear the genius
of clouds.
My feet will go
where feet are flesh & bone.

Free, like breath,
I will shift,
I will float,
I will flow
beyond the regulations
of nations.

I will wear
melodies of the oceans,
whales,
percussion of waterfalls;
becoming a drummer
of aquatic sounds.
I will excite,
delight,
O----------!
I will astound.

Lightning

from my eye-smiles
at my fingertips.
I will be down
on my knees
in Amazonian mud:
moss cheeks,
ocher palms,
pollen lips.

Ah------- &

mostly this:
A rainbow, like a kiss
on one eyebrow, at
one ear; hair
of wild winter grains,
my hands, undulated
like the Great Plains.

&

I will go
where I am not understood
but only loved.
I will excite,
sensually &
spiritually arouse:
I will delight,
O----------!
I will astound.


SAS