-laughing, as Medusa recites, through the speakerphone,
the voicemail she left for Pluto...
"Like a shit,
from your grip
I release
mySelf, Medusa?
You did not fucking
say that," Mercury
chuckles.Medusa is indignant,
"Why not? It makes sense.
Digestion = Transformation."
"Oh it sure does," chimes Lunita.
"Shut up, I'm brilliant,"
grins Medusa.
"That you are, Queen,"
confides Mercury, "That is
why they locked you up
inside."
"So what was your favorite
part?" Asks Medusa.
"The part where you can't stop
laughing enough to reach
the punch line," responds Mercury.
"Laughter is just the other
edge of tears. Funny people,
are pained people," Medusa replies.
"That's true, but, have you
ever ridden a low, that did not
have a high? We expand our capacities
simultaneously in both, to hold
more, and find
the middle," the Moon muses.
"Yeah, I guess I am
healing," consents Medusa.