2022.01.22.
BLESSING
Parts of my body are syntheticTrauma programmed my thinking and my actions
I'm a woman, so I'm too little or too much
Displeasure mutated to anger and anger mutated into a weapon
No longer limited to the comprehensible, carnal, in their opinion feminine, humanly possible
Always been the loudest and quietest, smartest, dumbest, fattest, thinnest, prettiest, ugliest, first and last
NOT TO FORGIVE SOMEONE
BURNS AT MY COMMAND
MY CURSE IS MY BLESSING
WE KNOW WHAT NO MAN ON THIS EARTH KNOWS
Where boundaries blur, I let myself drift
Why decide on something?
It's not going to stay the way it is now
The day will come where I wash myself clean from them
Even if it has to be in the red river from their veins
How I define myself, show my body and present myself online, dress and articulate, sexualize myself, love myself beyond all measure, radically accept myself.
They can't censor that!
NOT TO FORGIVE SOMEONE
BURNS AT MY COMMAND
MY CURSE IS MY BLESSING
WE KNOW WHAT NO MAN ON THIS EARTH KNOWS
Oh, if only the ground would open up and loop into the embers
Those who wronged us since the beginning of time
On the wings of rage, from the depths
GOD IS A WOMAN AND SHE IS MANY
NOT TO FORGIVE SOMEONE
BURNS AT MY COMMAND
MY CURSE IS MY BLESSING
WE KNOW WHAT NO MAN ON THIS EARTH KNOWS