*

These are the enzymes of the gods.

And this is their piss cup.

This is the dropper stuffed with cotton

that transports me back to matter.

I have made love and know

the principles of desire.

I have been love's chemist

alone in my single stall

measuring the elements

that foretell ovulation.

**

I saw your face

in the electron microscope.

It was the frantic face

of the germ cell seeking life.

I saw my os

in the physician's glass.

It was eternity opening 

its door a bit wider.

***

I wanted you in the biblical sense

as Deborah wanted Deborah.

I pitched my tent by the ocean,

I sang to the armies.

We brewed coffee and

sat all day in the water.

Then fishes circled me

in zebra stripes.

You held my hand.

Later we loved,

shades down.