Unknown Knowing: Daily Poem No. 4
OLYMPIC SPA
There's this bathhouse called Olympic.
She-gods and maenads commune there.
Opaque steamy white lumbering currents
thicken the air with water Grecian hotness.
Mad women with singing breasts
glide from boiling Mugwort pool to icy gorge. Slight Mona Lisa smiles hint at self satisfaction, at secret fantasies of orgies and cat fights.
Who are these possessed powerful women
who rolled up in Carreras and Cadillacs?
What human sacrifices have been made
for buttock scrubbed to polished glint?
Photo source: sports.evenio.travel
I could be watching at waterfalls all day long , even in a bathhouse !
I could be watching at singing breasts all day long, even in a bathroom
LOL! That's great! Yes, plenty to admire. :)