MONKEY STEALS THE PEACH

 MONKEY STEALS THE PEACH 

To dance is to be canopied

to layer time around thin waist

like a song—tell God your love

dive into the white zodiacal light

weave silk to adorn elixirs

warp

then reshape with plastic reach

and kiss the waves of moon

fashion Heaven above a god-head

to shroud a weeping monkey: caught stealing

a peach, to give to a dancing-lover soon dying.