secretary
you circle each word
red, you enjoy
the correcting -
“read”
the riding crop
dropped
words race away
in your inner world
dark stallions
no bridle nor bit
bareback the beautiful
once driven, given free reign
across your cartography
no maps required
for the keeper of secrets
you know the way well now
across the sensual plains
bypassing
bad dreams
flying heavens
alongside condors and eagles
Pegasus
delivers
star of Leo
to the one holding
the bow and arrow
Sagittarius
son of Pan
and Eupheme
nursing the Muses
gently Eupheme
nurses the Muses
gently Eupheme
nurses the Keeper
The Keeper of Secrets
Candide Diderot. ‘24
secretarius. Latin/etymology.
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