I’m Glad We Had This Talk.
Why must i be you
For you to take me seriously?
Lower my pitch-wear more- “dress” less?
Short hair like yours
To define my intellect?
I am Me- with tinted lips- unlike yours
Breasts adorning my chest- unlike yours
This slit between my thighs is not a wound-(It is a vagina…for fuck’s sake.)
So don’t you treat it like a gapping hole to fill.
I may be what You desire.
You may be what I desire too…
But if all that i ever invoke in you is desire…
Then I believe it is a shame,
There’s more than a system to blame.