fluid fragments from her seeds...

Written by: Neo Bridgette Kitso

I decided 
to just sit back
and watch him
tear 
My dignity apart

That white flash 
from between my plump 
lips
reveals nothing
but
just how indignant
my bodily submission
could make him do

They stood 
and whirled 
to the rythm
of the memogram
But it was their minds 
that asked 
sought...
And found...

It was what 
lay 
on the outline of 
their lips 
that gave 
pulse 
to their asking curiosity

and as they peeled 
each strand of hunger
from their souls
they found more to their
likeliness
because theirs was untold..