THE WEAVE:
Venus walks in
and blows the whistle…
"I'm putting you in
Time-out," Venus says.
"What!" Lilith yells,
"That's fucking bullshit,"
she kicks Dust.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm the bad guy,"
Venus waves her a Way,
immune, "Listen, it's fine,
when you drop in, but
you have this tendency
to dominate.
You stay too long,
like an apple
rotting on the branch."
"Usually apples drop off
before that happens,"
Lilith argues. "Exactly!"
Venus exclaims, "So drop
off, would you! We're conjunct.
We're supposed to share
the stage, and so far
I haven't gotten a Word in.
You're just suddenly trying
to speak for me." "SomeTimes,
conjunctions just vie
for attention," Lilith shrugs,
"Like siblings who are not
given any." "That's not
how I do things, Lilith,"
Venus replies softly.
"But it's how I do things,"
Lilith stares at her blankly.
"Oh my GXDZ," Venus holds
her brow. Lilith smiles,
"Do you have a headache?"
"No," Venus snaps out
of it, with an arm extended,
and a pointed finger, "Time-out.
Now. Back to the forest
with you," she shoos. "Fine,"
Lilith says, kicking the Door
frame, "Fucking wet blanket.
Vesta, would never do this
to me," Lilith laments, victimized.
"Well, Vesta, isn't Here, is she?"
Venus says, icily.