She read the words
to understand the authors
then became the masters’ slave
And every time she obeyed their whims
to her the power
Universe gave
.
(you don’t have to like it
just ponder it
as I have
the past few days)
.
(energize? or
exchange
the words won’t
stay in
place)
.
(warning – this poem remains
untamed
it plays a dynamic
revision
game)
.
.
.