asteroid

being in the presence 

of a lady,

I tipped my ski mask

and bowed politely 

to her cat, 

whose name was %

orange clusters of galaxy 

spun slowly 

in my glass

as we slid bits of 

innuendo 

back and forth 

across the snow-covered,

kitchen floor

a couple of 

two foot tall tornadoes 

gathered up all the questions

and nailed them

to the ceiling;

they dripped 

a honey-like residue 

on the hippo’s head… 

into which the monkey

dipped his gold doubloons,

before flinging them 

out the window, 

into outer space

the lady never so much as 

batted her exquisitely 

sexy eyes

our woman of wormholes 

and broken windows 

displayed her 

potential pleasures 

under thin plates of emerald,

microscopes facing out into the ether,

telescopes facing inward 

to the singularity 

and nine, single eyes 

looking in no particular direction

the angels 

caught in between 

merely waved 

a thoughtless, 

casual hello

a sudden snapping of her fingers 

and a quick,

temperamental glance

indicated a sudden change

in mood, 

this signal 

summarily summoning 

a small army of tigers

who ripped the jukebox into 

small 

pieces

and devoured all the 

bad magick

in its darkened soul

taking up a red pencil, 

she drew a shaky line 

down the middle 

of the table… 

it promptly fell in half,

every plate and saucer upon it

bursting into flame

and dust

and applause

when her smile threw its wave 

of dizzying heat over my wearied face, 

I spoke slowly and clearly 

through the haze,

cordially calling 

this delightfully curvaceous 

debutante by her

customary title of 

Ambiguity

but she corrected me,

saying that she

no longer answered 

to that name

and instead, 

she now goes by 

Authority,

which is short for

trouble,

like you’ve 

never known

Magus (Kevin Trent Boswell) 

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