Easter Theatre
Gold sun rolls around

Chocolate nipple brown

Tumble from your arms

Like the ground your breasts swell

Land awake from sleep

Hares will kick and leap

Flowers climb erect

Smiling from the moist kiss of her rainbow mouth


Stage left

Enter Easter and she's dressed in yellow yolk

Stage right

Now the son has died, the father can be born

Stand up

If we'd all breathe in and blow away the smoke

New life

We'd applaud a new life

Odin mounts the tree

Bleeds for you and me

Splashing on the lamb

Gamboling with spring's step

Buds will laugh and burst

Racing to be first

Turning all the soil

As the promptress fingers through her spinning script


Easter ... in her bonnet

Easter ... in her hair

Easter ... are the ribbons

She tied everywhere