wind blows pioneer 10

blow wind transit diaphine venus
her grin is measured lights out 
​stars leap clouds to view the ghosts
of seven samurai in new haven
where butterflies gather and grass
is teeming with neural nets
learning how to make deep fog
to hide me from the planets

i hold in my mouth the tiny 
meteor fragment of aldebaran 
exhausted follower of women 
careens through saturn's 
brilliant rings my lover dreams
her breasts float up like smoke
bloom starry flowers

dead I travel lifetimes
never see the empty
space you made with all the dancing river tongues
and endless strokes caressing dawn’s
abandoned grasp of light or radio
dead I travel