menstrualslushie

you run with the water..

down the dirty streets...

picking up trash and sweeping them into the

dark

black

sewer systems..

with the armadillo sized rats

and boa constricters that somone flushed down the toliet at a

very very young age,

and then...

you get stuck..

in a holding tank of sorts

where every thing seems to be waitng...

the snakes

waiting on the rats

the rats wating on the water.

the water wating

on the drain that is cloged

with human hair

and animal feces.

and smelling the stinch of

rotting sweet garbage...

you begin to wonder

how this water

is supose to be gift from your god

to cool off

the dying summer days

and you wonder how man

manipulated it

in to this

discusting habitat for everything unwanted...