Quatre-vingt-dix-neuf
Ghislaine, I’ve been to the moon,
My body temp plus one,
Double agents bent on revolution
When we twist & turn in
Steps too complicated
To play back on screen
Feet blur, feet blur, feet blurrrr…
The healing planet
Shudders in smoothness
With Jupiter and Venus
Closer in the morning sky than
I’ve ever seen before.
Orion is confused,
Big Dipper is spilling all over
The deep, grape sky.
Drops of life scatter, covering
Quatre-vingt-dix-neuf.
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