A Fortune

This time it really vanished
My navel
It was used to my gazing
Like candied nectarine in a bowl
What made me the woman I am today
If not denial?

If all sins are attempts to fill voids
I intended to keep mine
What starving brought transmutable states
I practiced to exit mine
But now you’re in the other room
So I don’t think that will do

This time it really vanished
My door
Flooded with luck
Tattered on the banks
Thus rendered premortal
Slick black and green
Good, all the body ever does is compel you
Thе body compels you

But I still got my bellow, my-hard oaken bеllow
Pumping ‘neath the camel hair skirts of the
Dervishes whirling all around my heart
Five flaming planets orbit around our maypole
If you’re a praying mantis
I’m a mayfly after the thunderstorm
No mark where I was born

If all sins are attempts to fill voids
You sinned by snuffing out mine
Your mantis gift, a head to devour
Suspended waits to eat mine

Two points no line
We are dead and alive
We are dead and alive
Dead and alive
Dead and alive
But to know it cost a fortune