Whore Prophet

Elijah.
You talk big for a murderer and a misogynist;
water-cooler-gossip,
snickering,
telling your bros about what a whore I am,
while I made miracles,
filling bellies in the heart of the desert,
and wrote thaumaturgy on the hearts of children.
You talk big about the false prophets,
but you carry middle-management hatred,
like ring binders in your mouth,
hatred that boiled over and slaughtered my kin,
with no provocation, for no reason,
but the name of your god of war.
But remember, it was I who chased you into the desert,
I who put you to wandering,
I who made you weep for death.
In the end even your god sent upper-management down
to take you away:
a PR disaster not even the high heavens were ready for.
Tell Elisha we won’t be any easier on him.
Tell him my name is Jezebel: Whore Prophet.
If he comes for me I’ll eat him and feed his bones to my dogs.

-o0o-

The Gods' Men

the gods' men

mouthpieces of mistrust

that recite the virtues of women

women made chattel by scripture

women you've bent to your patriarchy

women you supposedly protect

women you beat in secret

the good wife

and virtuous daughter

you that have made us other

you that have gendered men and women

as fundamentally different

you that see women as servants of men

you that see transgender people as subversive freaks

you that don't see nonbinary people at all

you and your gods

and your scripture

that write submission and hierarchy into your hearts

hatred made manifest

of course I mistrust you

and everything you say

you praise our virtues

if our virtue is founded in serving you

you fear our liberation

because everything you are

is grounded in our oppression

you are the reason I disbelieve in your gods

-o0o-

Chivalry

"for women" is the reason men fought their wars?

            like jackets on mud puddles and opening doors

              men laid us out like carcasses on floors

gutted us and killed us

                     and pretended that they were the victims

          because our deaths weren't as honourable

men did none of this "for women"           

we, the un-man, were the acted upon                  

the field that was tilled                                               

the price that was billed                                         

the hysteria pilled                    

the drink swilled

we were never people                                                     

we were your objects                                                          

your things                                                                                 

                                    the good women cloistered and brided off

                  the bad women, queers, people of colour

fucked, raped, abandoned, and killed   

"for us"?

No...

                                                         you did "for us" what bankers do for money

                          "for us" what robbers do for gold

                      "for us" what the colonist did for land

"for us" what the christian did for souls

this was never about us                                      

and of course              

  of course

            of course

you say that you did it "for us"                                        

we should be grateful                                          

at least someone was thinking about us   

how nice...                                 

                             gobble us up all sugar and spice

                     because we'd be wise to play along

                in a game where we're the ball to be kicked around

men faught wars "for us"?                                                  

go fuck yourself

                                      don't put your blood on my hand

                        use my body as a crutch so you can stand

like the slaver who did it all for the slave's own good                          

                                                      (and of course the land)

         it's the one great thing that I wish you'd understand

the one thing i wish you'd get into your head                                       

damned right, I wish that chivalry was dead                       

-o0o-

Fuck your "Free Speech"

You have a right to speak,
do it, please.
Run your face like a tap sprung a leak,
but you do not have a right to be heard.
Don’t bring your hate to my party,
with teeth that tear,
stuffing your opinon in my underwear
when I dance,
and call me your stripper.
Your hate is not free.
My life is not your platform.
Freedom of speech does not exist,
because speech isn’t free.
It costs marginalized people the most,
and the most dearly.
And they are silenced,
and beaten up,
and killed,
and forgotten.
A cost you will never understand.
While you:
…white boy
…cis boy
…straight boy
Lecture us about “free speech”!
Stepping up on your privilege,
with your cock hardening,
like shitting on our doorsteps,
and calling it gardening.

-o0o-

Gaytopia

thin pinkwashed veneer

around a well oiled machine

a punching press for

perfect

muscular

cisgender

white

Ken dolls

proudly rainbow

while the brown queer trans girl bleeds

a thin coat

to weather this one storm

this one time it won't last

and even your little gaytopia will fail

because having bought into that

the very system that hates you

you've set the stage for your own undoing

you've bought yourselves mansions

with borrowed currency

covered in the blood of we you claim to represent

and now the money is spent

where are you?

tucked away behind champaign and wedding cake

isn't it great?

it got better did it?

funny

we were promised that too

-o0o-