ALTERNATIVE ORGASMS

Consolidation of fates
her world winds up to make its pitch
and the serpent comes between her thighs
to meet her face.

"Strip it off,"
she said,
"Strip it all off
before you reach down deep
to scrub the sandy insanity
out from the layers
of nay-sayers."
Purpose and possiblity
tugging at all six arms
wound up tighter than a honey trap,
she's tossing out "maybes."

She moves with discipline:
with purpose and practice
and now she understands the reason for dreaming
about flying
only slightly off the ground.