Aren’t We Natural? Do flies ask why corpses stare at sky while flowers feed on flowing blood? Greed floods the plain. We remain the same, destruction our game; we are the flame and the ash, food for the fruit tree, honey from the bee.
This Mess is undressed: i choke; you joke that i’m repressed. i am free feminine fury a flurry of feeling feeding a flower of fire. What’s your desire?
Mother Wanted Mothers have the oldest, bloodiest, riskiest and lowest paid job in the World. We should enjoy tax-free status instead of the institutions that keep us like a guilty secret.
What You Said you want me to steal what you feel, open a gap, a trap for me to fall from grace my face in your hand.
Fathers of Sons they say we take your DNA and put it away when we give you a son. you never leave. we absorb you. it’s not chemistry. it’s got to do with biology.
to Truth i never met you. i didn’t want to know you. you live in an unmarked grave. i can’t save you now.
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