I Have Been Cut In

Not That It Was Beautiful, But That I Found Some Order There.

Let God Be Some Tribal Female Who Is Known But Forbidden.

Blind With Love, My Daughter Has Cried Nightly For Horses, Those Long-necked Marchers And Churners That She Has Mastered, Any And All, Reigning Them In Like A Circus Hand.

Women Are Born Twice.

Even So, I Must Admire Your Skill. You Are So Gracefully Insane.