Be Gentle

Or be banished and live with your regret forever. Have I ever told you how I have a reoccurring nudity dream? I can hear you, you're saying big deal, we all do Cass. Right, I know. Except in my dreams, for decades now, when something major happens, something bad, in response I intentionally take off my clothes so I can handle it unencumbered. Then I handle it. I ace the test or steer my car off the cliff or foil the thief, empowered by being naked. I'm going to start sharing my poetry here too. Maybe. Probably. Definitely. Ya, I'm totally going to do this. And if it sucks, who cares. 

When I hear beautiful women say they've never been told they're beautiful

I roll my eyes, much like when an empath can't read the room. 

Two of ours have told me this, pants on fire ladies

But I have heard it from so many

It's getting hot in here

Stop Drop and Roll

I am an authority on how men talk to beautiful women

Why should I feign modesty, I know Narcissus was pushed. 

That other fib I am still considering

If it meets the criteria to be flattering

My most long-distance love votes pathological

Afterall, I have a type

scratch that, I had a type

We're not doing that on this timeline 

Voting

I spent Independance Day, also to be known as day 361, with my most vanilla friend, 

grateful for her maternal nature  

Her phone was pinging with donation requests from the donkeys

Give a mouse a cookie

Cashapp us now or we will photo shop a MAGA hat on your Facebook icon

But still, like true blue Massholes, we started to cap on the elephants

The cows specifically

Like any mammal might, feminist eat their young

if they're embarrassing

or weak

Can you imagine she said, they support him, is it like Stockholm?

Do they not value their freedom or believe they deserve rights? 

And as I was nodding my head murmuring my concurrence

My ownership tattoo flashed between us 

I wonder if she noticed 

and what she thought of me if she did.