caricatures

Sex doggie handsome he was
The tangent of the curve
The apex

He sampled godliness
And lived to tell
And still came back

Thoughts fluttered into his book
Of no one’s accord
But to follow the shape of spacetime
As do we all

And in his mind
And in yours
Are the crenellations
Roads and aqueducts
For our behavior

Hero, killer, slacker, genius, lover, god
Our caricatures walk those twisting streets
Allowing it to be real
Chasing our nature