Covet not another’s
except sex theyherhim
if ever you are alone

at this feast
there will be deer for dinner,
or not, depending on who’s coming

because Hudson stars
are heaving themselves ecstatic
and love songs are fractals

moving into infinity.

What is everything else anyway,
not block but its opposite, crystal.

We hear the same stories many times
and still repeat the boring ending,
the one with the cellar.

Now why would you ever want to go back there?