gender fuck(ed)

gender fucked so whatever gets you from A to cum on me now

will your cunt ever say those words in my mouth again will the sun light the space between you and i so that we can see the difference of subtracting love from life without having to know what it really adds up to

(i didn’t want it to feel this way but it does and i am tired of wondering why the plant is dieing i repotted it but it still won’t grow so i guess it just doesn’t want to and i don’t blame it) having gender done to the body is a crime

we are all criminals participating in the sale of our identity on the auction block of interaction i just wanted to talk to you and i never felt like i could can’t be honest when i’m not on stage spitting secrets like a fire hydrant in brooklyn on a summer day what would you say if i told you simply i don’t know would you think i was lieing if i said i never

forgot it seems painfully clear that the past is right behind me while the future remains hidden beyond a well-defined horizon gender fucks with the fabric of today and i’m lost in a wrinkle of mind the revolution will begin in my bedroom (don’t believe me? let’s find out…) personal space is best for political action so i protest loudly from between your legs

and i know that every time you cum we have won another battle yes i believe in the power of queer sexuality how dare you question it? don’t you know it’s all we really have? the love we make is the only thing that’s ours everything else is corrupted by the world everything else is not us and we are beautiful so fuck them i shouldn’t have to eat pussy to overthrow the man but i will damn it i will

my body cannot be regulated will not be medicated by a system that only wants to control what it condemns i will flaunt non-conformity in the name of progress because i know there are more than two more than two ways people experience gender more than two expressions of sexuality more than you can count on two hands the way to change for me is as simple as saying neither when a child asks if i am a man or a woman

sometimes life leaves things up in the air and we are left groping for symbols of meaning something to order the chaos but all we get is disarray and disillusionment and this world does not succumb easily to language does not succumb to language does not exist because we say it does gender is not science has nothing to do with normal or natural

fucking is freedom and as such it scares me so when i ask if you’ll come home with me it’s a serious proposition let’s make free all over my apartment let’s make today tomorrow so we can see the future let’s go into the city so i can find a guy with five dollar sunglasses and hold my head high to the sun

cause gender fucked all the way from A to cum on you now