When am I in Khajhuraho
this tiny light wakes spins in my dream
from behind the mountain shines this perfect bright beam
against the temples and down on me
sitting outside the temples how can that be
a face of shadow dark, with a voice of young blocks my way
“Once round altars path like the rest you’ll go, stone and sand you will be”
What he means I do not know, how I understand I could not say
as familiar his voice sounds, distracted by the time ten hundreds old it be
the view is unfinished gold blue of temple & sky
ancient soldiers on elephants surround pyramid wall
no people round the place, nothing’s going on why?
passer runs by, ”Inside the temples you and me celebrate all”
the temples of pleasure, to his wife the Kings gift
inside, faces from the rural mural but more alive and drunk with lust
costumes; Lion, monkey, cow goat, and elephant indulge every carnal lift
stories happened, happening, carvings were and are true, real yes, only my eyes I trust
my knowledge of carnal position has now exploded
everywhere two three four more an unholy elastic communion
dark arcs, to face and face away, the medusa, in concert body moulded
exchange, indulge, many love love many, the ultimate body fusion
coitus all round, drunk lust, I must indulge indulgence I need now
eat blazen flower and taken to the altar of copulation, my decision
drowning in sea of beauty, nothing sacred, not even holy cow
across from me the one with bovine mask demands every position
More more, all town must have joined the party fornication
more more, we’re falling over from lust and the blazen intoxication
more more, my eyes open but who with me in deed
more more, manic demonic hunger must feed
Indulge, indulge, indulge, Indulge, indulge, but fear I feel