Some day we will all travel back in time and seduce our mothers who were odd even Before the Sons of God fell from the golden sky

Looking for something sweet and now we know

Thanks to CGI and CAD, MRI, Forensic history, forensic evolution,

Prenatal telepathy that your lips drip with saliva

And all things sweet and good are up your golden ass—

And your golden lips cry out and you pee all over the floor

Everything good and sweet is up your ass,

Golden giantess walking through fluid black night—

White body made of bone, made of stars—

Mika Tan childlike walking the tunnel of light,

Her shadow sentient and invisible, red welts on her ass

From a pleasurable flogging and Jesus came singing

Into my heart bringing sex and money and love

I think the spidery eyes of a Latina are watching me,

A teenaged redheaded junkie on all fours,

And somewhere a junky is set on fire, she knows—

The thousand-year-old whore creeping slowly from the tomb,

Her Chinese eyes shut against the moonlight,

A stripper cloned on mars, forgotten by her children,

Peeing in a cup, blonde and arrested, Asiatic

Cryogenically frozen, innocent as the first born of God—

Cosmic slut, gothic and sweaty, gypsy slut’s mother’s tongue

Licking the universe star by star—

I’d walk a mile across the diamond hard horizon

For the little blonde with a big ass,

The dark-skinned Asian girl sitting on my face

Could be Filipino but there’s no way to know if she’s emo—

The little blonde with the big ass lives next door

And my tongue cries out for her, calling her name at night,

The red walls spray-painted with graffiti masterpieces,

I didn’t know I loved her until I dreamt she was faceless

Kissing me with her drunken lips, lazy and golden—

Frozen and flogged like the mother of God

In her mountaintop’s freedom she walks artfully nude and star-like

Everything good and sweet is up your mother’s ass

And my mother’s ass, forgiving Christ his porn collection,

Wanting to make the Italian girl cry, Bettie in boots, lips deflowered

An Amazon’s passion is a narcotic in stockings—

Some day we will all travel back in time and seduce our mothers

Who were odd even before the Sons of God fell from the sky

Golden and looking for something sweet and now we know

Thanks to CGI and CAD, MRI, Forensic history, forensic evolution,

Prenatal telepathy that your lips drip with saliva

And everything sweet and good is up your golden ass—

Her shadow sentient and invisible, red welts on your ass from the pleasurable flogging