Pushed down
by the Goddess
We were window washers
of wastelands and
wormholes
Transceivers & Redeemed
Believers
Testing our mettle
for melancholy
Holy spies of Horus
Horned bulls wrestled tame
Sacred cows of the
left- hand path
Chasing symbols
jumping chasms
without apparatus
Create, sustain, destroy,
shouting, screaming,
waving our
("Hands in the air!")
over the cranky American
Dream
Taking our chances
in acid flashbacks
Sent fishing after the
fight of our lives for the
billionth time
