Chapter 19
And the Rum Poured Down!
NARRATOR
And the rum poured down!
Onto the Women’s Club Ladies . . .
How do we see it?
In a full flood?
Or, are there such dropping pellets
of virgin luxury becalming them
upon the head?
In any way, the Ladies are getting it!
Spilled out are the golden pellets
in a golden fleet;
hot from the mountain-top hole above,
they come! -
bursting bobules of sin for the Ladies
sent down for their innocence, to trick
upon their lapping up, frozen-in-motion tongues -
to drive them out of that room
and set them free from the mountain!
(The Ladies reaction to tasting the Captain’s rum)
With their eyes lit up,
their hair a-bob
and their hands in a frenzy -
with their chest lifted up -
enormous strength charges through them!
They are even more unified as a group.
And, so called, they charge out of the cave
outside of the mountain,
and attack the village men
with their abandonment and love…
However, I can’t foresee this!
ONLOOKER
How do they unify again?
NARRATOR
Fructifying pellets, sugary,
take them by surprise -
and like a happy hummingbird
when it’s a-suck upon
a new ‘Beej Holder’ blossoming -
they’ll flit their wings
at a hundred times an hour, a minute, a second -
and launch startlingly forward,
urgently propelled by an instinctive incandescence,
mild and well-favored
(or flavored!).
Chapter 19
Showers of Rum on the Ladies Club
ONLOOKER
Why, I ask, are they to be driven crazy by it?
Why are the Two Wives administering the full bottle
to them - showering it down in full strength
to their tasting tongues?
NARRATOR
Down in full strength it comes!
The magic rum from the old Captain
is showering over them
from a bottle firmly held upside down
and stuck through the hole above.
Their meeting is thrown into a tizzy!
Liking the almighty rum’s taste
they flock forward
underneath the bottle.
Little did they know
who was pouring it in.
They couldn’t guess
but still tasted the rum.
ONLOOKER
Is the woman’s meeting at 9:00 at night?
And it is dark outside
when they are pouring that strong stuff in?
NARRATOR
Yes. It disrupts that meeting, too,
and brings all the good Ladies to their feet.
Into a frenzy they go; leaping and dancing,
when they get a taste,
like Chickasaw Indians!
ONLOOKER
They jump all up and down!
NARRATOR
The mighty rum being administered
is a turning point for the Ladies.
They will go out of the mountain
and leave it empty of their full force.
They will be bent serious on
doing some other things,
as they descend as a group
upon the sleeping village.
Their combined force is powerful.
They have much sexual control and power.
ONLOOKER
How?
NARRATOR
‘How?’ you ask.
ONLOOKER
Yes - how?
NARRATOR
By being alone and generating it.
Now it is brought down
full to bear upon the sleeping inhabitants
of an outside village:
the men are requested to leave their beds
and to join them.
Music and singing are called out.
In a frenzied group the women leave the mountain
after having lapped up every drop of that
heavy rum poured in.
And, from it, they are given the power
and motivation to leave.
They are a solitary and combined willful force.
They come from being secretly hidden
and now they go forth most boldly disposed
to not fear a thing.
ONLOOKER
They’re driven by much influenced willpower
to go straight down the hill
toward the comfy, cozy homes.
Chapter 21
The Effects of the Rum
TWO WIVES
Pouring rum we have affected the group.
Certainly right!
They are becoming formless jumping molecules.
Their features are bending to the same shape,
coalescing together into…?
The rum is warmly burning their tongues.
They have all licked the Captain’s tears
found in his ship’s store of rum!
ONLOOKER
The equanimous (equal) taste so affects them all!
They dance and scream together, jump around
linking together haphazardly!
NARRATOR
The equanimous taste unpredictably affects them all!
Their chairs are thrust back,
the carpet instantly cleared:
a field is opened
for vivacious activities.
Linking together haphazardly,
they jump up and scream;
they push and shout…
ONLOOKER
They are coalescing into a disturbing mass.
NARRATOR
They are jammed together as a coalescing mess.
Their spirits are urging them to further
heights of frivolity and folly,
verging on insane madness.
They become like a seething jelly, unified
and ready to spread out.
ONLOOKER
In spurts and gobs of sadness for you?
NARRATOR
A cantankerous mass!
Each woman’s personality has changed,
lost its focus,
pulled away from its familiar self;
it’s been embraced by the maddening,
disoriented group!
(End of Chapters 19-21)
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