Zeus Mourns

The width is narrow between your shoulders and those before you,
But how you still dig.
Title in hand.
To claim that this belongs to you,
That this has now become the universe.
That the time you spend on the driver’s side comes without a wheel.
The road is your lonesome love by way of cars.
Pass is lightening before your eyes.
You there. You! Seem to miss it every time. The rage of Zeus
Piercing through the clouds in bolts of horror so bright
That even the nymphs
Screech with fright.
Pass by now proud
Under the fallen trees.
Was it you that took the river as a crossing?
In dry seated kingdoms of glory and lust.
Empty behind is the universe
Where honey bees come forth to mourn.
Patient is only the sky taking breaths alone.


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