The Graven Image

Isn’t a graven image

Something you worship 

Carved of wood or stone?

Then I lived 60 years as

My own graven image:

The man, wooden and frozen 

To prevent the spontaneous woman

From popping out at

Inopportune moments;

The worship of armor

Surely strong enough

To keep away the

Feared feminine spirit;

The incantations and prayers

To a false god desperately

Invoked to ward off the nymph.

Ahh, release, and truth;  

Be my friend.