Loki has nothing on Aphrodite;
the real trickster can start the siege of Ilium
and have you teary-eyed looking at old pictures
–both of a life that’s past and of the one present–
all the while.
What does the rat see when he desires his mate?
(Don’t try and project some human thought.)
Cognitive ploys are such second-order things:
there is no coup that can dwarf
this cosmic joke.
So grab hold the rope
(‘cuz it has hold on you)
and surrender to the pull
as it takes you across eons and battlefields
and say goodbye to the soles of your feet
and the souls of your former lives.
–and don’t believe for a moment
that Ares and Aphrodite needed
to be bound by some outside force;
Aphrodite always wins;
–and even Apollo must bow, as
muted orators follow in her train
seeking to captivate their captor
with bubbles from their mouths
and even more feeble means.
Header image of Menelaus and Helen found here.