no ERA, prince in the wings
elegant roadkill
little dog big dog bark
sister & persistence share
more than a few letters
match starts fire
breathe it in
as hash under glass
tip the lip
open, inhale
cough gets you off
vapor cock
intentional rock, glam
rocker drop your viral load
on the wide desk top of
perpetual inner vice principal
leave a lasting stain on the
giver of youths indefinite detention
shake it off, no, really, shake it off,
save even the sperm whales
blow the damn, plug the dyke,
fall the levy, eat the placenta -
not my barbecue pit
not my mantra
slivers of sisters
rising
ashes of mothers burned
stake & steak sound the same
i get it just the same
shake it off
really
save even the sperm whales
we birthed you all
held rocked cleaned fed
you all, how's that, what's that,
oh you say, that that that
you say, you said
you told us, you feared us
you spun a web & named it
our
tastes just like apple
original sin
bow
lay
marinade
an apple a day keeps the dr away
apple pie, american pie, apple turn over
apple PC, PC people, grooms who wed
while paying brides maids less
for the same mess, same stress
plus a kid, two, or six,
her unique ability
unique to you
unbearable
original
unbearable
sin
demoted
under promoted
over under estimated
under rewarded
shhh don't say this
(yikes don't read this)
burn when you're done
stake & steak sound the same
shake it off just the same
leave a high heeled boot print
stomp hard
shed staining glitter
bam
stomp hard
a single boot
leave us this way
changed, changing, changeling
motivated, upon our mutual admiration
boots not on the ground
one single high heel
stomping on the desk
of perpetual vice principal
shake it off, shake it off ..
Friday, April 29, 2016
after winter's frozen zeal
high on the eye of Easter rabbit
low in the muck of a Colorado spring rain
a bird, even steven, eye to unfrozen eye,
tucked into left shoulder, belly to neck
plump to pulse, down to carotid,
tail dressing arm, hat tipped to cheek
grey morning grey bird grey mask grey acid grey talon grey mice grey steak grey passion never once had a chance..
Sunday, March 20, 2016
my knot fixer, my tried true sister,
not done done done, not ending
still friendly, still friend me, still
combing out knots, tightening ours,
still moving, still liberating
untying the shame, alienation,
& condemnation of our female fate,
our blamed out in the garden slate,
still inspiring release, anti policing,
acceptance peacing pleasure out
the shackles of joy, a woman's sin
more nerves per inch of sexy skin
telling we ain't askin
professing not confessing
basking at - yo sister-
gotta story to tell
yo sister -
i can help you unwind
your dread free dreds
your done got busy ass bed head -
the tales remain between us
floating in a shame free vortex
swimming in a pond the garden needs
to drink from
to nourish it's soil with
the garden needs to nurse from
our pride
our fierceness
drink from our know we good sisterhood
consciously unstained
aren't awaiting a stoning
no we getting stoned
praising loose earth
knowing, honoring,
dirt under nails
makes you
makes me
love of our love
all the love
birthing
originating
sustaining
unwinding
while knotting further
the bright yellow
sunny ecstasy promoting
no bullet no blood dripping out over the vision
version of the head of our smiley faced
sisterhood, yo sister, pass me a knot,
yo sister, pass me a tale ..
not done done done, not ending
still friendly, still friend me, still
combing out knots, tightening ours,
still moving, still liberating
untying the shame, alienation,
& condemnation of our female fate,
our blamed out in the garden slate,
still inspiring release, anti policing,
acceptance peacing pleasure out
the shackles of joy, a woman's sin
more nerves per inch of sexy skin
telling we ain't askin
professing not confessing
basking at - yo sister-
gotta story to tell
yo sister -
i can help you unwind
your dread free dreds
your done got busy ass bed head -
the tales remain between us
floating in a shame free vortex
swimming in a pond the garden needs
to drink from
to nourish it's soil with
the garden needs to nurse from
our pride
our fierceness
drink from our know we good sisterhood
consciously unstained
aren't awaiting a stoning
no we getting stoned
praising loose earth
knowing, honoring,
dirt under nails
makes you
makes me
love of our love
all the love
birthing
originating
sustaining
unwinding
while knotting further
the bright yellow
sunny ecstasy promoting
no bullet no blood dripping out over the vision
version of the head of our smiley faced
sisterhood, yo sister, pass me a knot,
yo sister, pass me a tale ..
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Thursday, April 23, 2015
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