Aphrodite’s like sigh what now
Sappho, what’s your crazy heart
want now? Aphrodite I am seventeen
again, I am singing along with the Cure,
I’m a bald girl with a big gut in a bad wig.
Aphrodite says There are things you’re
better off not knowing. Like what says
Sappho, brighter and wider than snow.
The goddess says Against the lucky
Eros plots. And Sappho goes
But starships were meant to fly
and the horse meadow is in bloom.
And the goddess says Careful girl
I was born when the harvest castrated
the sky. But Sappho’s staring at the sea.
Big summer rips through long night.
Pan is fucking a goat on the beach.