Big sisters sow gender
soft as sluches of cream
and gristly ribbons like
ginger tuber tentacles that un-nap
the tensor of the longing
building in anticipated squeezes
to hold release before the body
breathes
Big sister beds enclose and
embody enzymes for a man's need
the length of desire softening
for so-long, for the waters parting
from salvation to the out stretch of
the human hand; sisters rearrange
philters they anoint us in that
incense sweat of travail,
what will to meditate upon?
the gift, her heart
or will to proliferate
opening from her envelop
awakening from the peace
asleep in her womb.