not for a seat upon the dais
but at the common table
We can’t speak of a man admiring himself in the water without raising the specter of Narcissus, the beautiful young man of Greek myth who fell in love with his own reflection. He stared at his image in a pond until he died of starvation.
Teats, up-ended skirts, dogs in heat, yep there’s a lot of sex in this short poem.
a sea so wide
that it must be called time