Barber/Barbour

(My) Two-Egg Twins

As a returned prodigal,

Felt him,

And felt humiliated 

Pisces seems ruled by Jupiter and Neptune

But now a proper-man, after fifteen years,

And if in wanting to reassert his preeminence,

Or, otherwise, having it printed, rather than the actual texture,

To do/ have done absolutely nothing, and then

Gaining everything,

And now an imperfect enterprise, like that memory of that one woman

From her waist-down, undone,

Now waist-up without having entered, ever.