PROHOMO ADONIS WITH SISYPHEAN INK

ancient myths meet modern rites
karmic lovers conjoin at night

orion’s arrow pierced medusa’s hide
serpents strike-gorge-then die

icarus flew to heaven’s door
wings hand-made withstood no more

burned alive on nirvana’s shore
giving birth to hellenic lore

rosa told the story of sisyphus
moving rocks in a toxic grip

class war maps our karmic trip
marching hard with chain-mailed fists

prohomo beauty rising like dawn
inspired by dance floor anthems and freedom songs

imbibing elixirs and drawing straws
building power and growing strong

–BYPO PHOENIX c)2017

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