(Image from Air and Fire) 

I write to the universe on bits of paper

Everything I want in this moment

Prepared for a  virgin sacrifice

After the sage pipe is passed

After the directions are called

And the elements placed strategically around the altar

In this midnight 

I burn them 

Out in the cold cloudless sanctuary of sky

This new moon I wish for

A cornucopia of harvest seeds

Dark red pomegranate seeds

Bursting with juicy delight

Fresh figs to suck until the membrane bursts

The warm honey of its seeds

Trickle down my chin

Plum seeds covered by the sweetest flesh

Apple seeds waiting for me

To eat the skin and flesh

 And toss the core

Full of the moon's slender glow