16. two minds

i am two lovely

minds one cussing wild, one 

smooth stone.

hating with one hand

loving with the other – why

allow serenity to sheath

assassin’s blades?

​be this, 

​be that, smile

​little lady 

​be mine … 

bull

​shit. 

i am cutlass and monk. 

oh sure, I don’t 

always approve of 

you, either.

own your own. 

these are mine.