Madonna’s temple hangs in the thicket
Next to the halo, used only in emergencies.
Babies flirt with walking the runway
In heels made of wasted civil liberties
Locally sourced and organically grown
Garage bands striving for glory
Amid discord searching for harmony
Do what you love until you can’t
Then scrape together a Plan B
Like teaching or serving coffee
No worries about the money
Drawing in, creating kinetic energy
Negative space rushing to fill
The list of things to do before I die.