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| To all the beloved tunes of Nina Simone on her birthday |
I do wish her well,
despite my failings.
Honored briefly while a plethora of little red flags flailing
adorned all about willy nilly
a friendship strong and an argument so silly
Universe, I love U, thank you for protecting me and those around me.
She feeds me a snack of white cracker, cheese and swine
from a processed plastic container snack pack
always on the run, running the road
as I am absolutely honored to assist with her projects via truck,
never abode
Momz always told me to be gracious about gifts
never look a gift horse
or even nasty sausage attack
and Daddy showed me to never ever waste food
in the mouth
I cast my crystal and pearl
before her goddessness, human yet spiritually evolving pescetarian embodiment
gorgeous ∃gyptian ∃thiopian mystery-ess...?
highly
my Ankhst at being questioned, my integrity
mere hours after the swine snack offering
cut with her Athame
perhaps by accident with her possession of likely an Aries Moon
she stabs my Cancerian one
my ego lays bleeding
lies leading bloody snowflake heart oh...NO how is this happening
ceased by an argument that ensued
embued
anger triggered yelling - ugly art that was not acknowledged by hella yeller
who wanted to continue hella yelling over the phone
on my sword felling
when asking for us to stop arguing, yelling, and talk about it later, to please have a good night, get some rest...
not in jest
her ears shut tight
wanted continued fight
Tit for tat? Why Tit me in the first place?
why hit me in the face?
Why so quietly and casually dis - my integrity displaced
by questioning my passion, my grace, my life's purpose
for clean air, clean water is life
to save the bees 'our' air ~ water ~ soil
for pollinators
and the entire food chain, all life on Mother Earth
in the same mouthful as why do I eat meat
with my fallible choice to eat slaughtered animals?
That hurt me to my core, unfortunately for me not quelling my voice
just the opposite
an ethereal punch to the gut
a bull gore
she is correct
Whaaat? let me try to explain. Of course I have an ego, that's human not insane
however, I forgot to stay in the first person...drahngone it!
shit! I blew it
Prefacing with the fact that I have 'nutrient dense food' information for her
from Weston Price Foundation
that I gathered at the NOFA conference dressed as a Bee blessedly
my crusade
not to help only the self, and war victims of stealth
in honor of life
but to help All including Mother Earth herself
Sole's third Wife
but my fatal flaw, said the 'you' word, shrimping my integrity all on my own
totally drained...
by morning I woke sad and nauseous with brutal headache, possibly due to the swine questionably and confusingly cast before me
and then the horrendous blow-out in front of my beloved home
both of us vying to speak, the volume turning up and up
the escalation could not be quelled
on swordfish felling
Damascus
she would never do that in front of her own abode,
but demanding respect for herself
refusal to realise
to admit she was yelling
at me and insisting on continuation by phone
then accuse me of abuse 'power and control' for hanging up on her after I told her I could not continue this now
(this arguing and yelling) eye am no drone
no, let's not try to de-escalate, shall we Queen Bee?
No? Okay...you may have your way.
but by evening I realised restored and refreshed
I must get back to pouring my crystal and pearl
right back into my own Passions...my Quest
trying to save this whirled from evil behest
in my own tiny way
Now all that sillyness is in the past
through months of killer depression She sends me well wishes in prose
I couldn't ask for a better friend
a friendship that lasts
I send her a rose
we will be friends to the end
