...like you
like you
here and there
weighed up and dished out
I'm waste
unfit for the banquet as guest and meal
my blood on the wall
מנא, מנא, תקל, ופרסין (mene mene tekel upharsin)
numbered, weighed, and apportioned
and impressionable boys and girls
to be served at the table of two
for the scrutiny of those
who play their 'god given' roles
I am not third sex or gender
I am not third in some race to the top
by comparison who is first and who is second?
ah!
but men are first
...you say
of course you'd think like that
I am not this or that
playing at male
as if I could sew an oversized cock
to the outside of my pants
to make the guys feel comfortable
and to thrill the girls
I am not that or this
I'm not that thing
as if I'm trying at woman
when who I am is as other to women
as I am to men
because like women, I am also failed
...you say
the un-man thing
...as you say
rather a woman than un-man?
...you ask
I couldn't answer that
I'm just sculking at the banquet
for any food to eat
scraps of female
scraps of male
scraps of the offal
a guest in my own halls
servant at a table hewn
from the bones of my friends
their un-man carcasses
their un-woman carcasses
not good enough
not good enough for the dualist feeders
not even good enough for the dogs at your feet
we are carved up and slaughtered
crucified under your table
a surface of un-person bone
filigreed with un-human veins
upholstered in un-male and un-female skin
to hold up your junk food
junk food
adjunct food
the two-stuff
the di-sexual
as if what you are can be described
in opposition to just one thing
and if I am not the one of those two
then I must be the other of those two
well at least I am not man
and that gives you comfort
...right?
how you celebrate your food
where two spirits are prayed to
to bless the food
to feed the men
...you pray
make you more man
to feed the women
...you pray
to keep them, at least, un-manly
maybe, I have both spirits?
no, they're other than me
I'm one of three
one of more
one of a multitude
but not of two
not one of you
I know it's difficult
you don't get it
because day after day
you happily eat of the two-food
you're comfortable with that
that is why I disrespect you so much
Yes!
Sir!
Madam!
Would you like another slice?
No, I don't have any male or female today.
I'm out of stock.
-o0o-
No comments:
Post a Comment