Bordello
Wake the earth below
The sky above
And feel the dark of night

Holy ghost draped in gold thread
Night blooming mother of tides flaring red
Cosmos made churning
Churching our shivering
Taking our dreaming
From the blood of men

The morning sun will take my pain (take my pain)
And I will wake again (I’ll wake again)

I’ll recall rebirth
From the leper window
From cracking bones stretching new
From the chilling modern moon
A concrete bloom bordello dancing
Seeping
Creeping toward my love
Take all my pain, I’ll live again…
Limp expressions preying, taking winter blessings
Season of my self imposing—rising, crushing

Riddles and markers and evils that bother
Reaping then reeling from chaos I’ve started