Words Meaning Less


Excuse me, I think
you've mistaken me for someone else
perhaps your narrow upbringing
is responsible for your singing the praises
of labeling those you do not know…

No, I am not a "sir"
and if I had it my way we'd throw away
such specific titles anyway
so blind shitheads like you wouldn't
feel so compelled to make the tomboy
feel like dirt, or the tomgirl feel expelled
from what you deem "polite" society—
we should be free to be who we be,
unrestrained by definitions of masculine and feminine
just human.

Yes, I am a woman.
I have ovaries, fallopian tubes and a cunt.
I have breasts, small though they might be,
I'd feel weighed down by double D
and by this image-crazed society
that's tried to make me feel
ashamed of being who I am—
so I will climb trees with glee
and proclaim to the world that my sexuality
is not something to fear—

I am a woman, I like being a woman,
but more importantly I am a feeling being
and I like being with all people
all colors, shapes, genders or lack thereof.
Try to gain an understanding of where I'm coming from.

Just don't expect me to confer with you
when you call me "sir"
and don't expect me to stop climbing trees
or playing ball or being assertive and
liking boys all the same.

It's a shame you're so limited in thought
that your opinions are so easily bought
but for all my life I've fought
so that everyone, you included, could
be, do, and say whatever the hell needed saying.

There are a lot of words in the world
so choose fucking wisely.





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