Gabriel

Gabriel

 

This mystery has no solution,

hence films or transcripts

will not capture ours.

 

Soul winked at being,

glided from the Otzar

--“We can save the world

 

with oysters,” says Gabriel.

What strange loves hold defeat:

how we embrace a penalty

 

kick gone wild, how we

splay before a striker, how

we scatter like sparrows.

 

--“And they’re aphrodisiacs!”

Venus on the half-shell spooked

Savonarola. Even the spiritus

 

mundi fractured becomes whole

when confronted by the chirps

of pearl infested mollusks.

 

Those desert oysters elude even

the most dedicated hermits.

--“How great is that?”