I dreamt up a girl on a horse
Buckled boots strapped to a broom
Blond hair dancing in sunlight
Lost in the golden horse mane
She wore a black chasuble
Tasseled tabernacle on open legs
A cape of turquoise ostrich feathers
Lifting to reveal her bruised derriere
For she delights in the saddled sting
While prancing from treetop to sun
Every buck the devil’s hot pinch
Her grin so orgasmic and chaste
Till the hooves finally rest in the heavens
On a meadow of glistening fool’s gold
Her horse sipping from Abel’s blood
A river crimsoned with martyrs milk
So she loosens her chasuble rope
Like Salome unties Herod’s knot
Releases her shroud to an angel’s wind
And tosses her wig to the maggot bees
She is Cain with a blush in her cheeks
And blue balls snapped by two twigs
A brother in search of his favored keeper
A horse trapped in his gilded cage
