was in Taos for the longest time
and he hated it and found no time
to get there between tasks, watching
Bacchus and his own private drinking.
Let throat beard and fingernails
grow out of all proportion, assailed
mortal homes and the Underworld
with scrolls incautiously hurled
while at speed, stayed up all night
or couldn't sleep. And they'd fight
over the phone. He'd say "Venus, I
love you." And she's stay in New Mexico.
