Ordinary Goddess Poem by GRANT FRASER

I've got to get into it,
sever the sky,
let all the red
jam come down on my thoughts,

sticky, that's part of what it is,
but getting unstuck
a little more at a time,

of a world thick with all
kinds of traps,
solutions for money!

Venus,
this is a
contaminated
visor,

visually
there is a sinking
somewhere far off,
on some pixelated shore...

fake pollinations!
all kinds of goings's on,

enter enter
enter enter

through a small leather
strap, slips the metal eye...

I don't lie,

avoid detection...

ordinary Goddess
for only seconds,

your trillionth image!