With Taurus Breath and Lion care, the naked girl peers out of wreath
Propitious Monk riding on steed, brings death and fuddled grief
Death loves to dance, on misconception drowning in the sea.
Caesar’s effigy, rides chariots, of the asphodel
With noble ground, and opulence, the queen reflects the well
Doves rest on top, to nurse the kittens, secured by dolphins past
Hercules, I knew I’d find, white horses love with solstice peace
For mother and nine music muses, her crescent moon and lily feet
Quarter ‘til, the nun reveals, moonlight reversal swans unwrapped
The monk now sleeps, pink bandit drinks, from overturned flagships
the ancient zodiac comes out to touch the nude girls seven planets
midnight scale of justice, iniquitous thirteen, its fair when she exists
Morning world, the only truth is that she’s cyclical, otherwise nonexistent
