let love overflow like a tidal wave
nothing can stop. Not bullets, not bombs
--deftly deflected by guardian angels
whose patens under each word they annunciate
also come in handy as aikido pingpongpaddles.
Poets, archangels of fleshy consciousness,
apprentices to sparrows, acolytes of love,
lovelights of the sublime, martyrs of
the "real world" that demands work & rent,
take us away aboard the wild pegasus stallion of the tongue!