O Circle of Women! (Woman2WomanKentuckiana)

 Cold rain and tents tenting unattended women shivering huddling with SadoSaviorSeminan señors who beat'm & beat off nown again and THE COPS COME lots of BlueLights amidst redlights yeller lights green; offn on the HipHop  and revolving doors of jails with males and NO KOTEX (R) when the bloods on the street AND Do You Have A Cigarette can I cum stay with you tonight AND women on the street with candy to eat and a beer death so near Opens The Womb sleeping in the SkyCeilinged Room NoWall too'n less home, homeless she must undress t'get t'night's caress from this gy just past. . . bet y'ass.

allaround abound. Love your dress, love those earrings, love the way you love to say I love you and then climax cot-wise; few of my ilk milk; I do I do and death do me part if aught I depart from womanly art.

 MY MOTHER AND MY MOTHERS as all the angels live where some where I live too, sometimes in heels, and plain flat shoes these METAPHORS and addressing me as in maxidress I ALWAYS dress. ALL I say in wholly HolyGhost gurl me max the most; O Periods like this recycle my morphing body vehicle bloodless and of mackerel the Smell tell me tremulously Thee I see ALL of ye I become, how cum I cannot tell Ye of the Liberty this Love does mean i.e. Being my titted Oval my shriveled genital-disappearing relieving. For these pat premised proofs I sit on It and imperfect p Unworthy To The Wholly Holiness of Thee ALL of Ye i-do i-do  thank you

 HERE'S the burglar who finds me to p sitting; he (this has to be the gendered meta) asks me what I was singing with the tune of grunts (and I think the two of us were deepdown punks) so I told'm; and HE TOUCHED ME IN A FUNNY PLACE and hymns for him's stopped; I did not care as wore no underwear HARD and Thanksgiving cums my living when out put pro duces juices for the unwelcome to cum

 FAMILY Leave me; walk away forever today, for this last moment long overdue will make me joy when rid of you: ONCE I had a family, verily to vouche as enemies and spies to those who'd hurt me variously by words and wounding withering whacks <and the eldest child does not attack back, they say>. And this long tourney with siblings free to slap so me ENDS! Never was my family more than bother to scapegoat me.

 I grow; my chest shows me slowly upwardly and mammary toward O My Love! O Goddess help me be for that fecund femininity (Never a possibility! Never perfectly!) to serve with verve, as saved slave-neuter'd the Better. Did not I peregrinating gait to make from untamed men did to so wend: forgiving not Jesus who me does not please for such absolution of Maggy's sins when she loved freely now'n again unworthy and hoary Danglers AND then pregnantly must amend and end HIS giz'-made accidence-- HIS pleasure-- HER never never so to sever rapine rogue's mischance, Romance zero from which SHE goes, relents. I know: I need abort every cavort that butts; the Balls then surrender happy end, tender to the Better Bosoms' bondage to Woman Kind!