his wildly sharp daughter asked
if he had smudged the house since his onset
One of the reasons you grew white
sage in your yard yah
she was correct
though he usually left the Wicca
stuff to his girlfriend like the spices and herbs for their meals
she had a
natural aptitude was an authentic sensate no gut feelings it ran
through her body like an electrical blue current
when he said she was exquisitely
sensitive
people didnt give his words the
credence he attended since hed been with her
his daughter too her reiki studies her
kundalini
another utter mystical feline woman
Hell between them not only did they
have his back they held him surrounded him entirely
if he had to go to war he wouldnt
go without them
they were spookily In-tuned women
and beautiful
he had a knack with beautiful
women
if they told him to jump! he wouldnt
hesitate at their command
though
he had the elaborate benefit of their
enduring love
he was sure his jump! would
be invigorated and imbued by their womanly powers
It will be yummy
Yummy
Can you think of a better word to describe the bliss of feeling well feeling powerful sharing your wellness and strength
Yummy it is
she laughed gayly on the other
end of the telephone
hanging up he immediately missed
her
outside the click and whispers of hummingbird
sieved in through the open window
he was mesmerised
in its wholesome trance engulfed
in its greenpearly surf and high wide sky he thought momentarily of misogynists
crowing out of dark
woods slithering infesting the Commons woodwork
blowflies eating rotting carcasses with their
hands
they were really missing out
missing out on genuine
relationships
men were such dumb dull beasts
but while he might share their beastdom he did not share their sorted beastdumb
he didnt pity them
that wasnt for him
he tried not to think of their sour
inanity
or of them
stupid stupid lugs
with all the sperm banks filled to
sticky overflowing
they were worthless dispensible
their only purpose was to maybe open jars
he lit the white sage smudge with
a woodmatch and enjoyed its fire and bright warmth before blowing it out and solemnly
somnolently caressed every room in the house
1853, Friday,
20 5. 16
