Exchange

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)

.

.

.