RANT#2

Dismantled
by a New Year's Eve
who wishes you
to believe in her
and to take bite
of Satan's apple
tonight
dressing in her zebra
bra of sequins
she is delinquent
under the stars
of going to the bars
of feminine consequence
and in a mask
of masculine presence
with bare muscles and abs
you tussle in a persona's
awareness of moving you
in a loving preparedness
toward me,
such madness is analogous
in commensurate behavior
of a cab window's shadows
as we pay the tab
until we reach the river bed
you have fainted
made out
passed out
at the near finality
of Salome's beheading
of a john
when we deliver to loving
until dawn
dreading to have to prove
any drag out scene
of modernist obscenity
choosing a Greek chorus
whatever cause
for us we seek
in trouble without
a condom
in a double vision
of our lost humanity,
it's no loss you're missed at Mass
or hearing politicians
on the radio
not choosing to pass
as a Christian jazz player
for it's not to delay her
yet we have to get gas
in this fascinating time
we turn away from fascism
for a concrete poetry
and march on by the slab
in a charism of charity
and in romanticism of art
we all play our part
in my babble of a rant
for the ambiguous, the shy
that he/ she
will tie the knot
but will think of Jesus
even for a moment
as we awake
back on Christmas
not to forget
to take a piece
of pink marble  cake.