Puppet Master
-A Midnight Drink with My Muse
(Work in Progress)

I
outside on the back porch
with your brandi and your cigarette
smoke tendrils wrap around me
and yer charcoal voice settin the stage
i was a brand new sage to you
I was a fresh new point of view
I was an open canvas
paint dripping down
like dew drops
on petals pulling me a part
does he love me
does he not

I’ve always looked for answers
in between the sheets
following rabbits down holes
hope they lead me somewhere sweet
and you are always standing
at the edges of the dream
with me wrapped around your finger
as you mused me

are you fucking with me
dear muse, I kind a hope so
dangling strings
diamond carrots rings in front of my nose
chasing you through burning hoops til i know
what this flavor is i'm savoring here
at the end of my rope
your hustling me
to strip me bare of my masks
to taste the fruits of eden’s tree
raw truth
brutal beauty
unnamable love
of snake slithering up my spine
body craves you all the time
once i finally took the bite

III

bending backwards round your mind tricks
predelict, predictive symmetry
its part of your shtick
writing letters to the paradox
holding my tensions hostage
without which we’ll never know
how the string reverberated
how the song did truly go

and all you do is sit and smile
a cheshire cat
holding smoky mirror obsidian
summoning visions of my fears,
my innocence imprisoned
as you laugh you laugh you
laugh your fucking head off
while I tap dance morose codes
on verses of your holy books

she said to me
“look baby girl
let the story run its course
get on a different horse
get on your merry way
evil fears the belly laughter
of a ruby tongued jezebel like you
with nothing to hide
and nothing to prove

the bible isn’t funny
you know I couldn’t have written it
any maker of this realm
is way too good at spelling jokes of it
just look around at these folks
all living contradictions of
kaliedescopic meanings
they swore their little oaths upon

but you my dear
get caught up in the webs
you just love spinning threads
cause diamond stars look pretty
when you bead them on your silky nets
your laughter’s prophylactic
shaking cobwebs of the ages
lighten up little lady
your the riddler in these pages

their scribbled in your script
you’ve been tricking all along
to the center of the center
of your secret little song
casting the perfect scoundrels
to play out their favorite parts
in some brooding melodrama
shadow puppets on your heart

your the maester of the dance here
puppet master
dance upon your scriptures once again
your the maester of the dance here
puppet master
dance dance dance dance
dance until its dead!"

she handed me the brandy
when i went to take a drink
it turned to moonlight and red roses
cinnabar and mystery
and when i drank it down
she crowned me
queen of the world upon my throne
holding this golden pen id won
with the war i waged in my own tongue

she was right
it was funny as hell

Happy Full Moon

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