Today we think
that we shall be
so brilliantly
red-purple and so
malleably naked –
loosely and peculiarly
designed from
spine and thigh
and nose to abdomen
and pectoral and penis –
that if we decided
to emerge instead
of Venus on a half-shell,
we’d occasion celebration
of a new mythology:
conflating cloudy
heaven with alluring hell –
and all would be
unprecedentedly
quite swell.
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