Princess,
what are you doing?
Riding beside the new queen,
applauding the arrows
that fly from her bow?
Remember the rules:
mistrust her.
Oh, she's a huntress, all right,
captured your father's heart,
or rather his groin.
A man's prick,
even a king's prick,
hasty not wise.
 
Woman,
what are you doing?
Wasting your time on a girl
who threatens your grip
on the throne?
Remember the rules:
the brat's not your own,
it's your duty
to hate and despise her.
So honey your tongue
with false promises,
and go plot the princess's
comeuppance.
 
Both of you,
stop this at once!
Remember the rules:
you are rivals.
Don't look to each other
for friendship,
just look to the men
who define you.
Claim your prince!
Claim your king!
For females divided are weaker
and that's reason enough
for the rules.

(First published in Eye to the Telescope #21)

 

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