#alternativehistory
Were I to dwell a day
in the den of my enemies.
What would we say
of the corpses they ******
and threw in the corner?
Their history torn to ribbons
and chained to the same toilets
from which they garner
their greatest thoughts and values.
How many burning crosses
would dawn their books?
How many hoods for the wash?
Who-
pray-tell
does the washing?
The husks of flesh cut into pounds
festering on a shelf somewhere.
Once colored and cultured,
now decaying,
both in smell and in sight.
All by design.
At an oaken feasting table.
I see them eat the termites
as appetizers.
So many holes, it looks like dry split bone.
Some monstrous creature
that never had blood to spill.
From the corner of their slack jawed mouths
I see the wine swish
and drip
and drench.
They talk about Andrew Jackson
and the Civil War.
As I fight the urge
to light myself on fire.
Oct 28, 2020
Oct 28, 2020 at 11:28 PM UTC
First, Mother Nature met Diana.
Mother nature, autonomous woman
Place the elixir of life onto my tongue,
Three drops, put your mouth above mine
Let your saliva drip in
Touching the roof of my mouth.
I’ll now tilt my head back,
Choking as it runs down my throat,
A beautiful agony, as always
Into my body,
Down to my stomach,
The tonic of life,
Our life.
Now we shall create.
Amen.
Second of all, with fountains of love, they created a child. They went on to call her Rosina.
let your bees come in,
pollinating, creating life
but only under my terms,
only when i choose
to let them feast upon me
let a small peach form
on the branches of my womb
but let her core be poisonous
hydrogen cyanide,
to keep thieves at bay
if my body is a garden,
let it be ripe,
ever growing, ever flowering
a stretch of soft grass,
for us to lay our heads
mother, mother, daughter
the heavens will sing.
May 17, 2020
May 17, 2020 at 12:57 PM UTC
As the the thin crescent , a scythe
Cuts through the darkness
So was also the screams of
Achilles’ army
Being whiped out but the amazons
In the night
Who am I
But woman
Am I
Dec 14, 2024
Dec 14, 2024 at 6:22 PM UTC