Standing at Stonehenge

  one stone two stone
piled like an implication
   of aeons important

should I swoon?
   maybe raise my palms in
      wiccan worship
 or whoever heeds
          to those granite gods

instead I wander
                muse in hand
     between the pillars
  and the way I see them;

 nothing more than desperation
      impotent druids'
         phallus extensions

the Porsche of midlife crisis
    pagan preachers
        to keep the constituency
    oohing
  and aahing

    so no
this new age pagan
            is not all that amused

 but inspired enough;
     nurturing a dream
        to once upon a day
  buy that Porsche

// Kacper 1988 //