Museum of Art

Downtown

paintings from a time when passion glistened in lover's smiles

we were looking at that painting

'Painting of a Frightened Girl'

Poempeii (c.60-50 BC)

did she foresee these days

consumed by:

the fear of passion

We don't belong to this age nor the last nor the next...

with your Venus in Scorpio in the eight

square Uranus conjunct Mars in Leo

my progressed Venus in Aquarius

in the degree of your desires flung free.

Your only frightened look ever

re-enacting a painting

of Aphrodites in oral embraces of Bacchus

(fear of drowning wasn't it?)

in the hedges behind Temple de Saint-Pierre

Geneve

1994

you being Hylas seized by water-nymphs

me being Hades

tourists of the new-age that we were

hanging in muses d'Art et d'Histoire

2 rue Charles-Galland

That is the past just moments after we moved beyond resistance,

Henry Miller in The World of Sex writes

'For some, sex leads to sainthood; for others it is the road to

hell...all depends on one's point of view...'

but for me it lead me to you

five-ring circus so many acts so many performers you are

Swiss maiden, virgin-princess, Aussie-slut,

fading soap-opera star, sacrificial lamb

wham-bam

when the moon is in Aries you are my Ram

in Taurus my Bull

Gemini - twins

exploring our dual nature

Cancer - my mother

Leo

take me as I am the only Leo who can crown you so

Virgo

shit - we skip that one along with Pisces

we clean house and act confused on those days

Scorpio

when the night never ends when you take me on the hour

and I take you on the half-hour

chakras working in harmony to

good fucking never ends just the endocrine

glands clog eventually

Sagittarius

half horse half man

take me as I am

Capricorn

snoooooor

(and now with Saturn in Aries even my Aries Ram is slow)

Aquarius

'Sexual breathing'? Is that a new kind of mayonnaise

spread it between my legs

ham on rye, please! (We Leos born in the year of the pig are so fucking polite)

visualisation what am I suppose to do with a girl like you?

I love foolish pride and the way it circles your breasts

your vaginal lips

clitoris

perineum

G-spot

the way your foolish pride chains me to your illusions

erase the 1990s politics religion philosophy psychologist

I dislike what the neighbours call the 'real-world' too

their world of shit...

I can only pretend I am you

sometimes I am you

taking me in inside of you

but it never feels as good as when I am me venturing past your smile

the population of

Oodnadatta, Kalgoorlie, Adelaide, Wagga Wagga,

Nullagine, Super Bowl XXXI and Sydney

shooting past your parted gold-plated teeth

knowing just a slight alteration in the planetary alignment

would end this physical journey that we so well we pretend

we are on.

Copyright Terrell Neuage, Hackham South Australia, January 10, 1997

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