plankton
the small scurry of the invisible
cesium choked,
ecology
upended
waiting
suddenly he goes bedridden
all of a sudden two, again
infantile
why in this generation
the reversal of roles?
rolemodels
some kind of bravery?
~
Roe
there weren’t any fathering men
vasectomized
plungepillaging
deforestation
cesiumswim
ovarianplankton
all that is unnatural rises
floats up on the currents
currency of nothingness undermer
hearing the mermaids calling,
each to each
tails flashing
the swift leap of last glitters
~
“deathdance” — copyright 2011 — all rights reserved
VALENTINE BONNAIRE - WRITER 
Oh my, when you have God in your image what else? What else? A world out of balance. What else? Harmony is not an accident. Everything works in mysterious order but mankind. Ancient errors. So we are embodied in this dark hour of the puerile and stunted male and the invisible banished female. Nothing makes sense. Misogyny is written in the equations spewing into the sea. Yet. As small as it seems and though she is neutered in the minds of some. She survived. She was carried forward by those who knew before us. The prices they paid so we might not arrive on the shore of these forboding days. Do not be dismayed. Pagan or saint. Salve Regina.
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I am so tired I don’t even remember what I wrote. I desperately need a break. And I see none in sight. Did I say this is a powerful poem. I meant to if I didn’t. Sometimes….oh nevermind.
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I’m sorry it’s so hard, Song
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