I need

to feel

I will take the chance,

I will scratch the sky,

dance on tables,

wear only magenta

     ask, ask, ask why not

share a meal with

my other selves

and then peal off
     
     the layers of those

     parallel universes

Which prance between

my ears, erect, erotic

      ready for the elves of paradice.

Be Davison Herrera December 1998

"The New Paradigm Oracle" copyright 2000 by Elizabeth Ochoa. All rights reserved.