Soul Alchemy

Saturn’s weight keeps winning
you pout or complain and there go the awkward grocery stores or work and confrontation
Let not Saturn’s weight a pilgrimage arson be, I Oy never put it in the eye
act like it reptile happens wasp
wasting caviar on pimps
plumbers leaving denim on the hickory
The anorexic homeless nude
praising she said, in the aisle
rhythm of ravens. reliant on river gold