On Purpose Laid
Bitten hind and headquarters by Jove
I beat a blind retreat from love.
But he’s there too. I’ve seen his grey
blue fingerprints on every
wrinkle of the brain. That’s why I grew
so skeptic of a heavenly escape—
I build a craft, I have to man it.
Juno cannot help me, jealous of
all animals betrothed to a planet.
Posted 02/15/09