This coiled kundalini
vents female energy
cites a card
beneath this quiet
tantric art.

Inside precise—
a heavy egg
set deep within,
where coiled
kundalini tend to live.

A beatific thumbprint
on my back—
just a birthmark?
or soft evidence
of the supernormal force
that sleeps
in my subtle center,
stirred enough just now
to wake
and taste the air.