"...It is true, a woman
could be like a Tree.
It is also true, a woman
could be like a Stone.
Dark Density will soften, as
the Scraggle Bush will try
at growing. Either One
belongs, Here, where things
are stark and cold.
Sing a song,
in your chosen form,
for Now... who, me?
I will be
the Wind that blows..."
"Cool, cool," Vesta butts in,
"This reminds me
of swimming, as kids
-choosing which animals to be.
I was alWays Frog,
or Manatee, but
when it comes to the Elementals,
I'm choosing the Blade, lately.
Persephone?" Vesta turns
the conversation towards her,
"What about you? Choose
a player, for the mele."
"I'll be Bird."
"You can't be fucking Bird,
Persephone, you were Bird
last Time," Lilith spits.
"Fine. I'll be... Pine Needle,
jeeze," Persephone concedes.
"Okay great, it's settled then,"
beams Vesta.
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