Oh menstruation,
menstruation kind
thou mark my time
and splotch my pants
thou come to me in pain
and sigh
and both are struggle and sign
of being a woman's bind.
Come to me
I seek your presence
I earn to see the red of mine
I long for thy long spots of wine
I want your wisdom
your pain, your rhyme
I seek you now
for his sake and mine.
Please, wait no more,
come to us
flow in gusts
mark my time,
sing your rhyme.