Self Talk

Laugh

Don’t laugh

For you’re breaking roses with that smile

Thorns gonna scar your skin

And no woman

Sweet like blackberries

Stains

So permanently

Like you do

Dance

Don’t dance

For those notes of grace

Between your soul and the earth

Prints

Upon your clay

Yours alone

Ain’t enough

And no woman

So freely expresses

Herstory

Like you do

Sing

Don’t sing

Bird song gonna pierce like an arrow

Through my bearskin

Stripped

And no woman

Can sew neatly

Fix

Like you do

Listen

Don’t listen

For you know

Hear to hear

The sway of thought

Feeling

Like you do

Like a woman.

 

 

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