Blood and Milk

Blood and Milk

We learn from these bodies
What The Experts never will, and never can
Teach,
And wouldn’t if They could.

The interpretation’s open – literally – at both ends.
We learn from the courses, the oozes, the juices, the sluices and the streams
And the screams.

We know the trickles and the tickles and
Deluges and leaks.

Assaulted with stoppage – with pills and pads and plugs and Shame;
Stripped of our choices, like we’re stripped of our names;
Invaded by science, by popes and fathers and pumps and husbands –

Let it go – let it flow,
Let it feed.

It is right – it’s our birthright.

Claim the Produce; claim the Cause,
The creation, the undulation,
This Life-Stream that WE OWN.