Love in the Fourth Paradigm

by Nancy Woo

1

Open up my dirty puckered lips
safeguarding
tainted paradise
will you please

2

Bruise my ego into air
and let go the fourth dimension’s
mysteries, what comes next

3

Will you waltz with me from one overdone love song
in the lower
out to the endless white of the fourth paradigm,
the flower of life cradling
our nakedness in every direction,
spidering us beyond
first world traps

(two souls found don’t have to die in each other)

and maybe back

4

Out there must be a better name than Love,
our bodies such thin fabric
repeating
diagrams unseen