The top flew off and
the champagne poured out with pleasure;
There was an ease afterwards;
I could now sip my tea inside peace
with a calmness that lived within;
The smell of green and
freshness after the rains.
Doing non things
Living in fantasies
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It was in the life of Mary
To give birth a virgin
Mother of Jesus
How was that not impossible
Questions to answers we may never fully know
That her hymen was not pierced
Not first by the phallus of a man
When she conceived her child
Petting to keep in virginity
Not the problem of a man
As it slipped through the crack
She lost her virginity
Delivered of a baby
He never seems to leave her
because she lives inside; the pleasant and the hard and all the shades between.
move me, hamper me, heal me; complicit in where I am today— where I am tomorrow if I’ll let.
To choose because of you;
to choose despite you; you appear as you will something to relish or leave.
Half-moon over my head
Our sun shines bright on her You light our night for the while you stand high Standing brighter than the star so far
Some things want to set we right;
Others, to leave we bereft.
Which direction is well?