Eulogy for Venus

EULOGY FOR VENUS

I'm in New Jersey
visiting the grave 
of Venus Xtravaganza

in North America 
where cars go fast 
and people die every 
minute

all the latex in Asia
all the garlic in Egypt
could never afford
such tears

show me a place not known 
by a camera, and I'll show you
a fast plane to China, red 
South African soil, or the 
sweet lips of children

back in Mississauga
where the world works
and the sun is a mask
(and the sun is your father
from whom we stole horses)

I tear off my eyebrows and
will my hair into Davolian curls
kneeling to rest a posy of flowers
at the lotus feet of Venus


Painting: Victor Tkachenko, Yellow Cab (2019)