Cupid Full of Eros
Pluck ambrosia from vines
And drink grape wine from his jiggling cleavage
Pouring open from his broken, arrow staken heart
Imagine kindergarten, gluing red and pink construction paper hearts
To shoe boxes
little fingers and thumbs
Give tidings of
Quote, unquote
Love
and simple charity
Very cute its insincerity
Play dumb
a quill of arrows in tow
I track the cherub below
From elevated position
Hoping for a certain easy mortal blow
I am owed a penance
To this bloated piglet stealing hearts
From good logic
A cupid full of arrows is a
Cupid full of love
Play dumb