Adonis

// A vine charcoal drawing salvaged from art school '99, Firenze, Italia; fused with Martian Morning Clouds: NASA JPL PIA17940, photo taken by Viking Orbiter 1, Aug. 17, 1976 //

Accompanying Poem by MCN:

I, Adonis Guided by Venus.

This, it’s the mythica blah blah blah blah, boom shaka don't worry, never sick of ya balloon on the bus, thus It be.

Street eats, cancel defeat Wheat n beets, served on the platter Amongst the chatter, o simpletons Worried sons a, Slip into it A grid of blissfulness.

Twist the mist and turn this hiss Into a grin, never left behind Among orange rinds Above, below, within.

All that air and hair everywhere, and wavy Saved me from the screw, and nail, Save me.

Garbage pail to the rhythm, A banging schizm, opened up Wide eyes, ecstatic cries Mouth and sunshine Bolts and nuts.

The musical mystics, in night air. The sky, the stars The smell of her hair.

I, Adonis And Venus.