To Fluff

Come back ancient Egyptian God
To the abandoned windowsill
Scream your masculinity
To the darkening sky
Your ladies of leisure
Prowl the forest floor
Leaves crackle beneath their feet
The sound of your name
Drifts
Through murmuring pines
Where do you lie?
Who sang your death song?
Or did you discover
Another windowsill
Another Lady
Another thread of life
Within the great circle