that woman
what does she see
a whole new way
striding directly at the sadistic uberslime
holding eye contact with misogyny's hard on
flipping a blowtorch switch
that woman
what does she see
that the roaring energy
precedes her in it's enormity
the ocean sound in winds over all creation
eyes clearly gazing at the waves breaking
that woman
what does she see
Slow transformation unceasing casting
transcendence spells unwavering
lasting darkness merely identifying
the flame of Love that slays itself resurrecting
that woman
what does she see
genetics gone ill
eradicating itself
the hand of Nature
in the very rot
that woman
what does she see
the mirage on the highway
how the ethers waver
the way the tree bows to her
and the birds always answer
that woman
what does she see
the one who slipped the stake
wrests away the torches
one by one
hatred unmasked as cowardice
that woman
what does she see
some powers unmanned
by the hands of the True Mothers
holding the real red flower
Mowgli laughing by her side
About the Creator
susan marie loehe
everything is Art, Art is Everything.
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