songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

RODEO

NOT MY FIRST   RODEO

If the mammo-technician keels over

or ISIS attacks  I will be stranded

here in the clutches of this giant

robot breast eater   Women lined

up for hours to give offerings  Silent

pacts with ugly machines  Please don’t

find anything that will kill me  Then spat

out onto -33 streets  hair blowing in the

frigid breeze  But free   And freedom tastes

like warm milk

__

mamo garage

Mammo-garage

 

mamo:machine

Mammo-machine

 

 

 

Winter 2015

 

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