as she sits

what we perceive as time

is rotation

our perspective

of a grand dance

in the ether

in the cosmos

in the nothingness

is everything

what we perceive as other

is human-ness personified

each time

in it's own

right

and

wrong

way

mind your business, now.

mind you.

mind your thoughts

and who you defame.

mind your looks

and who you assault.

mind your tongue

before it gets

cut out.

cut like this cloth

i'm cut from.

a different

feel.

sliced and ripped

rarely adorned.

a coveted asset

yet only torn.

please watch your step

i will take your warmth.

but back to matters we have at hand

quite honestly it's really fuck all these plans

these fucking borders are bull shit

these fucking governments are trash

it's very much LAND BACK and Black Lives Matter

but we not donating any cash.

it's also Fuck War

and my body

so

mind

your

fucking

business

you

stupid

fucking

cunt.

there is so much

violence.

violence

is

all

there's

been.

why, yo?

look at human history.

look at this shit.

keep looking back.

america is rome.

if your bloodlines

come from anywhere

that was

conquered by rome

you

come

from

slaves.

but keep going.

keep going backward.

you have to keep going

backward

sometimes

because

it

came

to

be

it

wasn't

always

was.

keep looking back

back to what we are.

back to where we come from.

do you know where you come from ?

where did you

begin?

you feel me?

where

did

you

begin

to

exist ?

let's not even argue philosophicals

where you got your body from?

hm?

Your Momma Did That.

hm! Momma!

you did that.

you did that, Momma.

you did a good job

you did your best, baby,

and that's the best you can do.

how long-

for how long in history-

how far back

have

wombs

brought

life ?

the whole time

for humans.

them first ones tracking the moon

were our momma's momma's momma's

them first ones were tracking

their

blood.

from the womb

comes life.

from the womb

comes blood.

not

only one

is

sacred.

our blood

gives our body

our breath.

oxygen carried by heme,

the iron

in our blood.

menstrual blood

gave you

your

breath.

the wisemen

praise

it.

without menstruation

woman

does not birth.

the moon

drawing out

the metal

of the heavens

from

within

her.

the womb of iron

is a dying

Red

Giant.

before a supernova

heavy iron atoms

are formed.

wombs menstruate with the moon

red, life-giving elixir of the cosmos.

we know this now

but they praised it then

ancient

men

recognized

the

power

of

the

womb

and

honored

the

divinity.

life.

life.

new life

from the

feminine

sex

organs.

the womb alone creates,

grows,

protects and delivers

human

life.

can't you see how these meager males seek to control and manipulate

OUR

power ?

this world is filled with so much magic and beauty

and it's so fucked.

just rotating.