a return to tubaniso for a workshop with my shea ladies. they're all excited now and told me to help them spread the news at site, resolve any conflicts with their message. easy. hopefully information was retained so there isn't much to help. after everything, their income-generating activity will soon be operational.
but my well improvement project is looking fucked with respect to the schedule. seeing all the elders to discuss where to go from here. obviously I fucked up somewhere. wanna say it was unavoidable with all the people in village leaving or some other excuse, but it mostly seems like an issue of motivation. and I'm pretty sure that's my job. or maybe I couldn't pick out the right people to work with at the beginning. that'd be another my bad.
the work with my ladies is a silver lining. one of their kids got sick at tubaniso and we all got real close, they trust me. where the dudes mostly just patronize. makes sense really, like hanging out in the cigar room versus being a pimp.
slipped into something nasty
got thrown a fucking curveball
strike out swingin, smile
walk back and wait
back at tubaniso
blank space
melted head
walking through a cemetery where you know all the dead
dead in the ground, death all around
but of course comes new life
and where do you find it
in each other
we use each other for what each other is good for
something about me makes you feel good
something about you makes me feel good
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you know how to do it
wonder milky bitch
you never wear cosmetic
you don't like arithmetic
you know how to do it
wonder milky bitch
tasting, touching, swallowing me
drinking me like bloody mary
you know how to do it
wonder milky bitch
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feeling different, more perspective. losing more hang-ups, I've been shackled in them.
need to get back to site, I lose it when I leave
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