Between the Moon and Th Sun (Kinship)

From Maidum staired beginning Walk me north to Cairo But keep your eyes on the pole star The moon meanders like a whore From year to year waxing bright From bed to bed in spans of light Her cycles wane in short decades Across the desert of Chaco's memories. Return to Dashur, Saqqara, and Giza And mark how each gradual change Make us more strange. The more we change the more we differ So now I understand The fear of tomorrow This stranger at the door Of the comfort zone, This unknown seducer This piping enchanter to the precipice Where the broken pots Like gullible pilgrims are impaled on faith Now I understand Why some would dare appease The coercion of the sun. We are mortal, Something more than mere matter More than mere Olmec Toltec, Aztec, Mayan Semites Change make us strange The Pueblo came Wandering from the Euphrates Driven like sand Before the rough winds of Gentiles coming Came with the Nile in their blood And found the Mississippi Like a serpent sleeping in the swamps And from their mound Made a diagonal across the world A scatter graph of belongings We are all the blood of the river Sperm of the life giver Obsession of the stalking lover