He lost his soul
walking into the woods
but he realized the woods
itself was his soul
and while losing his bearings
in the dew-laden thicket of larches.
pines and elms
he came across a golden bough:
Aeneas-wise, tried to break it
and somehow to descend into the Averno
and bestows it upon Persephone hands
in return of kissing her asphodel-scented nipples.
He couldn't tear the golden bough
apart from the bark
and it dawned on him that bough
was not his fate nor even descending
into the Averno...Let alone
to kiss gloriously a goddess
in the inglorious darkness.
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