OFF WITH HER
OFF WITH HER HEAD
I would have been beheaded for
refusing to give up the worship of idols
And had Daddi painted me on my
face would be a blend of:
Knowing the secret implacable impudence & fuckyou transcendence
The male skygods fear worshipers of trees
(and bees) mostly because we find divinity
in the wood of the cross itself
And in the night come the bees to lubricate our chains with honey
St. Catherine Bernardo Daddi A.G.O.
..Neither honey nor bee for me..
Spring 2013 Songanddancegirl & Sappho