Aphrodite

Ancient lady, New York girl,
I have come to you before,
Snake and Eden, angel, whore,
You have stood on every world,
At every door, in every dress.
And I’ve already kissed your lips,
And I’ve already known your hips,
And every time, upon the crest
Of fire riding, I have come
The silver Selene to pray.
Ancient lady, I am done,
I’ve no more songs to give away,
Other gods will pick my gun,
The war of myths begins today.