FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

TOO MANY, TOO LITTLE

you have only
one boat

one mouth
one tongue

you are sailing
on ten rivers
with one boat
ten river banks
where soon shall
you dock?

one mouth
one tongue
ten cotton candies
which one will you
lick?

you have an
array of teeth
you may bite
but which flesh?

there is only
One God

so many lesser
gods

to whom will you
pray most?

you have ten fingers
they will be two hands
ten rivers
two boats

soon you will be
lost.

and i won't
find you.