Where did all the Yokos go?

The women who can tear apart a soul

and seamlessly and without

a second breath

stitch it back together

and create a new psyche,

not a monster created in a back street lab

with Guinness flowing in the bar next door

and the brutal sound of a Karaoke machine

ripping apart a classic tune,

but with the energy to change them for the better;

the muse dies quickly when there

are no more Yokos…

 

causing revolutions in the world