Monday, May 9, 2011

I’m no feminist

I’m no feminist but I’m tied to my sisters
Kissing their bruises and wishing men dead.
Wouldn’t you to wish the sinners to Hell?
Lady, I’ll blow your hot soup to cool,
 Let your tongue live and taste
And I’ll quilt The Quilt to hide the man’s guilt
Keep her warm in her grave that you placed her in.

I’m no feminist, I’m an equalist.
Let the man rape the woman?
Let woman rape man!
I’m glued to my mothers, my daughters, my lovers
And I’ll kiss their breasts with an honest kiss.

I’ll shatter the window to grandfather’s house
If he dare lay another hand on his spouse.
I’ll paint the nails of Cecile in her hospital bed
I’ll paint them all pink and red
For a lonely valentine’s day.

I’m no goddamn feminist
I just want to stop death
‘Cause it’s not fair that she’s treated like this.
Daddies don’t fuck you that isn’t the way
And mommies get touched when they’re loved and it’s sof.t

And women are human, and men are just human
Not more and not less.
I’m no feminist.

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