Wednesday, March 22, 2017

"Scarab Juice" by Ross Balcom, Frequent Contributor

Scarab Juice
Ross Balcom

SCARAB JUICE,

nectar of Egypt,
flows like a golden Nile
in my veins.

My brain blazes;
they call me
THE ILLUMINED ONE.

I stalk the streets
like a god,
JUGGLING PYRAMIDS.
The gates of desire open;
my sperm-choirs sing.
I would scatter my seed
from here to distant 
galaxies--

thrones
of the imperishable
FIRE.


Poet's Notes: A species of scarab beetle was regarded as sacred in ancient Egypt. "Scarab juice," the psychoactive potion referenced in this poem, is a product of my imagination. Let's all get high on EGYPT.

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