Foaming Love - Bedhead

Floating up to the hole in the sky

To the casual wink of Uranus’s wandering eye

I looked down somewhere over Europe

And let down a rope with Zeus on my side

And Cypress was pointing her bony finger

At the hole she’d make in Turkey’s belly

And Kithira could hear nothing else but the noise

Of Laconia’s engulfing war yell

Is she tartarean again today

With her aphrodisiac, the tarantella sway?

In anagogical vision, I am what I see

In anaclitical remission, there’s nothing more to be

And I hit a wall with all I had

A start even with the first kiss

It ended in a scream of pain

I broke every bone in the red fist

And I face it, she makes the world spin

She makes all of us somehow kin

And makes everything the same as it’s always been

So I’ve let down my rope to reel anyone in

And Uranus’s scrotum’s a totem pole

In the middle of Washington state

It tells the story of what went down in our house

It tells the story of our lust-driven, bearded, beautiful fate