Anima Muzzled
Her hard wide eyes glare out on an unhearing masculine world…
The maternal earth mother, the nourishing female matrix, the inner companion, connection to all things through the womb and through the coursing blood…
Multi‐laminate hard leather muzzle covers nose, nostrils, mouth and chin… the jaw is immobilized… no speech is possible… words are not… communication is not…
Love and affection have lost their moisture… the land suffers drought… fluids do not flow… bitter flakes of powdered flesh are sloughed off, retire…
Noble, proud and gifted… knowing without pride in knowing… giving without measure and without expectation of return…
Selfless self… mother of the world of relation…
Hard yet soft incisive eyes… clear, reflective, big and focused eyes… cat woman… porcelain doll… flesh born fury… feminine fury… ever alive… muzzled and alive…