Thursday’s Poem to fast by…

18 01 2007

thursday’s poem
mythology of the wide-open-pussy
by: the furious flower aka ebony noelle golden

they say birds reincarnated her remains
clawed at sea’s edge
into a pistol packing water woman
got magma and prayer beads tucked
under her left breast
hoists music in sugar uterus crinkles

some say she came back as mama
harriet and that’s why she knew the swamps
and marshes so well she gathered
steal-aways in her tides and ripples
rushed them to safety

those birds costumed her regal plumage
some say spit ruby
dust in her lungs and she came back
as a mississippi delta blues empress
just a sanging

drink me plenty but don’t suck me dry
i say
drink me plenty but don’t suck me dry
i got lots of juice to give
but needs a little bit to quench the fire

she walked on water
part woman
part fish
all god
and she spit out the oceans
like a declaration
caught in mid air
congealed
then let go

some name her whore
cause she be sexin loud
and juicy in the day light
and her babies ain’t got no last names

the trees call her wide open pussy
jesus calls her indigenous womb
she walked seven days
spewing amniotic goodness seven
days birthing seven babies
seven days on seven continents seven days
and them babies be yo grandma

drink me plenty but don’t suck me dry
drink me plenty but don’t suck me dry
i got lots of juice to give
but needs a little bit to quench the fire

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