Planet of the Arts -Vol 4-No.4-1989. ODE TO GAIA Who Knows the earth does not enfold? the waves do not lick? the mountains don't rise with desire? the trees, not to moan? that rocks fall to break silence, The hum of the spirit; indivisble. L.A. KELLEY uoung sluueq DECEMBER 27, 1988 Metilacerataraina-etatacwss 424% De PP pre (dog lake) cool wet beaded Skin sunshine sand hot wet beaded Skin moonlight sweat JOHN WERTSCHEK CAVE DWELLERS EROTICA MANIFESTO ANON. We were opposite twins fossiled in layers of truths and ties, the dawning grey what Is. Oedipus and Electra locked in quibbling embrace, future betrayal as we erase the pull of hypno-suggestion. Bivalves in an ocean, plowing skin to foam the blur of white against the night is still flying forgotten. L.A. KELLEY sinh 1: surface and core transcending pain SWS pein { seer nA B ON) .aaood nwo1w DRA 4: calling on the angels as allies DECEMBER 29/30, 1988 2: appreciation of the exquisite machinery dance with me move with me put your hand on my shoulder and keep me (just apart) as we turn as we turn as my hand on your waist keeps you (just close) as we turn as we turn dance with me move with me wear your finest gown that just holds your skin (away from my hand) as we whirl as we whirl as my dress shapes my body and keeps your hands dry (away from my desire) as we whirl as we whirl dance with me move with me and if our bodies should touch hold me me closer just for a moment just longingly enough to want another and another — dance with you. JOHN WERTSCHEK Who Knows the earth does not enfold? the waves do not lick? ‘the mountains don’t rise with desire? the trees, not to moan? that rocks fall to break silence, The hum of the spirit; indivisble. ODE TO GAIA L.A, KELLEY aE SRT (dog take) cool wet beaded skin sunshine sand hot wet beaded skin moonlight sweat DECEMBER 27, 1988 JOHN WERTSCHEK CAVE DWELLERS $ £ surface and core ga = & 3: transcending pain Bs 4: calling on the angels as alles = ANON. We were opposite twins Sossiled in layers Of truths and ties, the dawning grey what Is. Oedipus and Electra locked in quibbling embrace, future betrayal as we erase the pull of hypno-suggestion. Bivalves in an ocean, plowing skin to foam the blur of white ‘against the night is stilt ying Sforgotten. L.A, KELLEY DECEMBER 29/30, 1988 PoE? _— 2: appreciation of the exquisite machinery dance with me ‘move with me put your hand ‘on my shoulder and keep me Gust apart) as we turn as we turn as my hand ‘on your waist keeps you Gust close) as we turn as we turn dance with me move with me wear Your finest gown ‘that just holds your skin (aay from my hand) as we whirl as we whirl as my dress shapes my body ‘and keeps your hands dry (avay from my desire) as we whirl as we whirl dance with me ‘move with me and if our bodies should touch hold me me closer just for a moment just longingly enough to want another and another dance with you. JOHN WERTSCHEK