Friday, September 19, 2008

king pussy

last nite i tried to change my name.

she said,
"what, you don't wanna be a woman? that's not good enough for you?"
& i was shamed.
i took whiskey to face, then i was free.

i am continually mistaking myself in mirrors,
puddles streamed with oil rainbows.
sometimes i check for fingerprints on the inside of my skull-lid.
occasionally i turn a blacklist to the sheets
& scream hooray for vaginal fluids.

once on sleepers i saw my demon sittin on the edge of the bed.
he was sallow, insistent, black irish & wouldn't leave.
if you believe in demons, Carl says, you must believe in anything, why not believe in everything?
or else why salt yr shoulder or skip #13
and how many times this month did a black cat cross my path
and did i cross myself at all when i saw an ambulance?
i think about it, i'm sick, i think about it, i'm human, human sick sick human.
i humm into hair. i write on walls. i can't make sense these days.
the doctors asked: drugs? alcohol? what are these scars? when was yr last cycle? pull down yr pants. rinse. turn head & cough.

sum soldiers saw me sittin at the busstop,
"say, who does this pussy belong to?
does this pussy belong to anybody?"
no motherfucker this is free range pussy, and i mean this shit ain't for the taking, & hell no this isn't a sideshow.
no need to stand back & hold the door neither. i can walk just fine, i don't got on no hoop skirt.
i mean, hey, sometimes i wanna be the girl too, but don't piss in my mouth and call it sugar.

anymore, i don't fear leave my windows open.
humans are always naked.

but here cums the flood,
i mean here i am bleeding for days & days with no medical intervention.

i had an intervention once. didn't take.
hell, i've never gotten so low down i couldn't get back up.

i've always been a fighter.
i liked to hit the big boys in school. but it wasn't fair, they couldn't hit be back because there can be no fist fighting between penis-havers & vagina-havers. thems the rules.

which was a bummer because I love to fight.

i'd say, you pussy, meaning weakling,

but fuck that because my pussy is strong,
iron pussy motherfucker.
like i'm balls out with fucking steel spiked ovaries. don't mess with that.

so next time i call you pussy
you better know what the fuck i mean
you better puff out yr chest and say thank you motherfucker,
you know you're one tough pussy yourself, and i'll say hell yea,
cuz im the biggest pussy of them all.

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