Equally Yoked Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Golden light shines on your ankle
I am the serotonin of the stars
Thrones in the mind
Perfidious wine in the shrill night
My whoredom is hidden
My mind has become a stranger
I live in caves like a fungus

You came for me
You seen my burnt forests
Indolence in the serpents dance
These shadows bother my solitude
Evil seems to fascinate the very best
Ships of bedouin sun
The world becomes a closet

Every woman is the Nile
Jewels of Byron
Those that can't love conquer
Land of a thousand mirrors
You reflect my fragments
Identity is only a fair grounds
Home keeps me warm

Aldous Huxley died the day Kennedy did
Island of Nephilim sailors
Nectar from every false prophet
Progress is romantic genocide
Peyote religion in the lotus eyes
Life has a Shepard
Only the equally yoked have rings