Wipe-Out
beachcombers
with speedos so tight
the packages bulge impressively
with millennia sex art, breast and groin,
female pharoah and male sphinx in drag,
bronzed goddess and lipstick god cross-dressers
planting rusty crucifixes into the sand washed upon the
shore
seagulls pray
for a rest stop for
their old-israel ingrown
talons curled from inherited
ancient wars best erased, wrap
their bleeding unmanicured talons
around the crucifixes containing some
indication jesus introduced them to a game
of thrones
surfboard wielding
and armour for false
beards, hang ten surfing
and sand castle mortuaries
embalming casualties of the
wipe-out, circumcised gay sailors
kissing at full mast, the game of thrones
tattooed on erections worshiping crucifixes
as a new generation taking title of curators of
ancient art and interpretation of fine art - wipe-out!
Copyright Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist
fee
of the guard. This type of poetry, of poetry is Sage.
You are the only poetress that writes this way...absolutely
Loved!!
Love,
Deborah