Wally Keeler reads SUNSEX

SUNSEX

I love the Sun
l u u u u u u u v i n g us
with perpetual patience
ever since the famous Day of Yes
"let there be . . ."
sworn on the Oath of Earth
so there was light
there was warmth
there was luvrise every morning
unfolding itself like a brilliant idea
of wings, wind and elegant physics

It prepareth for us, The Earth
a wet lush salad
days after evermore days
according to law
as set by the regulatory authorities of YES
we emerged and merged and morphed
evolving and revolving and whirling
in a wonderful waltz of unwavering loyalty
to The Light.

I love the high noon lust
beams and boners of flaming excess
penetrating the breathing space
the prophylactic membrane of oxygen
to practice safe life . . .
so we all get naked
like blooming flowers
with dilating petals
glorious little wide-ons
in the great solarium
of multicolourfulism
where pollen is flower-cum
spicing the salad
with the frolic of fertility

I love the musky dusk
when the sun
goes down on
the swooning wetness of Great Lakes
s l o w . . g o l d . . g l o w
scorching scattered clouds
spreading a carpet of ululating light
drawing lovers dripping in dream
to walk towards it
into the closing scenes
of novels and movies

I love it more
when it goes
d e e p
d
o
w
n
on Mother Earth
its descending forehead sweating scarlet
tongue flares receding
into the soothing softmess of afterglow
while the night sky
glistens with the delirious debris
of star splatter.