this poetry ritual
involves me growing the basil myself which is now underway and I'm very happy
about it LOVING these plants LOVING them in sunlight TAKING THEM with me to the
grocery store and having my potted basil sit in the kid's seat of the shopping
cart AND I'm happy to be LIVING with this basil for a couple of weeks and THEN
when there are enough leaves I'm going to harvest some of them to make pesto I
will eat off my boyfriend for 9 nights 9 different landscapes of his beautiful
FLESH for 9 poems POETRY CAN BE WHATEVER WE WANT IT TO BE so don't take any
shit when they tell you your poems are wrong MY VENGEANCE IS LOVE
