tantric automatic garage yoga
door glow from its kundalini lingers
now that the SUV has been withdrawn
it proved that it can fly and then closed~
you left the house knocked backward on its pose
those stairs will never miss you, I glare
as green bananas soften, tan to mush,
plucked huddled bunches of tropical tribes~
human time differentials are so short
splitting the tight atom of a whole day
this is the strongest law of nature’s tort
energy transforms, as it did with us.
I’m not elated with you, nor destroyed.
Copyright 2015 by Boinkaz