Labyrinth Night

Were it not for Venus

and a fractured moon

darkness would rein

as I scurry

six legs over

Kafkan roots

over mammoth trunks

tentacles testing testing

testing for deceptions

cunning and guile and

for this labyrinth

 

Were it not for Venus

and a fractured moon

these walls could not

be seen but see I do

I feel them too

and thanks Daedalus

for nothing

is that your Minotaur

comes panting

 

Were it not for Venus

and a fractured moon

he would not cast shadow

this beast they call

invincible

too large to do me harm

too dull

to even find me

 

Were it not for Venus

and a fractured moon

I would not have ventured

this escape

he ran away

for larger prey

I am no Theseus

to be sure

and neither am I

seven plus seven

and I wouldn’t even

taste good

that’s what I think

 

Six legs or eight

serve me well

in the pale light

of Venus

and the fractured moon

I hear they’re

shipping them in

from Athens

in the morning

 

Bon Appetite

bull headed man or

man headed bull tonight

the light’s not good

too hard to tell

Venus is waning

and the fractured

moon but a sliver

I must hurry

through the labyrinth

tonight

April 1996

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