Fruit trees smell like Titans
Carrying baskets of colors
Through wormholes.
Or like Freud's psychosexual stages
Draped in cascading disco robes.
[I dare not pick the fruit.]
So I digress and contemplate:
If Eve did,
Did Hera not?
Or did they both pollute the ether
By successive disguise and revelation
As their male counterparts surveyed the barren desert?
Zeus would have looked sexy
Wearing disco robes -
Certified DJ of space-time
Spinning immemorial tracks.
No wonder Eve screwed everything up:
Penis envy!
Carrying baskets of colors
Through wormholes.
Or like Freud's psychosexual stages
Draped in cascading disco robes.
[I dare not pick the fruit.]
So I digress and contemplate:
If Eve did,
Did Hera not?
Or did they both pollute the ether
By successive disguise and revelation
As their male counterparts surveyed the barren desert?
Zeus would have looked sexy
Wearing disco robes -
Certified DJ of space-time
Spinning immemorial tracks.
No wonder Eve screwed everything up:
Penis envy!