Old poems I meant to put up...Pt.4(17 & 18)

[flavourwater]

 You are the lotus that springs from the mud
A sunflower turning towards the sun

A bodisattva of the earth.

 I am a queen, the queen
thick bodied and neurotic

Nubile

I am kept in dark hidden cones,
alone

With my servants, daughters, dotting on me
and my men kept on a string.

All these things aren't...
I am a queen because I am the most fertile

All eyes on me,
I don't do this for fun

Come one,
come all

Watch me and my death defying feat
rather life defying

The seduction dance, crunch on  your
popcorn

As my babies are taken away, away, away..