Nordic Wiccan conveniencestore bullies

I’ll take my distancein horizontal heights

your princess and your peafondled

in well-hung dreams: the dog

and the debutanteyour idea of charity.

I’ll take my painsin shopping malls

air flight terminals. The Spanish painter holds me

in his varnished eyewhere taming mastiffs quake

and queens curtsyin my wake.

He would never cusp mein a question mark:

you, though, want me beardedthistled, mythic.

That’s not my signified staturemy fair horizon.

I’ll take my measurekey – climax – perspective.