Pussy Control

Control the women, they’re too emotional
To make decisions for themselves
You want to think for us all?

It’s okay, we can play
Your brain is better
You can do experiments on me
Don’t value my body
You look at it scientifically
Trying to prevent me
From procreating
Constantly debating
My rights
What I should decide
It’s my choice though

I don’t want your fake hormones
They change how my hair grows
My natural patterns
My flow
Metabolism becomes slow
I don’t like how it feels
I tell you this
But the pharmaceutical company
Steals my truth
Makes you question me
And tell I’m crazy
But you don’t know my body
How I feel
You don’t know what’s happening inside
Still you try to preside
Over me
Because you’re trained medically
And you’re the expert

Try this one and that one
There’s one for everyone
Rings and pills and
Even surgical implantation
I don’t want it in my body
Focus on your own family
My chances of breast cancer
Grow exponentially
Still you tell me
I’m fine

You don’t care if I bleed
Tell me I’m dirty
I’m just a women
My breasts make me less
Capable then you
Yet we all know that’s not true
Your morally offended
But you don’t have to like what I choose
It doesn’t impact you
Still the courts debate what I can and can’t do
With my body
My vagina
The pastor tells you what is correct
What should be done
But he’s never even seen one

You’re so pro life
But that life is not mine
We think we’ve arrived
At a place in time
Where are have freedom
But apparently we still don’t have it

A book you read before Christ gives you the power to decide
What I should do with my mine

But really you only care about being right

What do you know about life?


I imagine the lives
Of those who have past
I walk amongst what is left behind
Spirituality and brutality exist
Side by side

Self preservation
Is in our nature
We have evolved so much
And shy away from war
Yet we have the same primal instincts
As those who came before

We need to conquer, explore, and claim
Make love, reproduce
And create Gods to explain
All that we can’t

Has our technology made us better
Or connected us less
From our bodies and nature
From those who knew best

Their computer was the sky
It’s memory the Earth
The sun the central force
The moon controlled the cycles
Of death and birth

We now take a selfie
Try to look our best
We’ve abandoned our compass
The sun and the stars
We use our computers to think less
Our bodies are now processed
A donut filled with jelly
Our minds unhealthy
A medicated mess

We are so out of sync
But we think we know
We own the land, the sky, the waters
And destroy it slow
Yet history teaches us
That all humans come and go
Despite our power and ego

The Earth was here before we came
We destroy and reinvent ourselves
But we all have life just the same
The larger force has not changed

Perhaps it’s in our nature to want more
Is this what humans are meant for?
Have all of us wondered
About the lives of those
Who came before

Yet we’ve put history aside
How often we use our phones
Instead of feeling what’s inside
It seems we have lost our guide
Our intuition

Let the past teach us a lesson
To appreciate human connection
And be present
For what we will become
Let us remember where we came from

Left Behind

Freedom cannot be bought
It’s something you’re born with
But why do I have it
While you do not
Your natural birth order
Prevents you from crossing
An arbitrary border
You can’t see what I see
But you didn’t do anything
To be in that position
A passport is the key
But you can’t get one
It’s random luck
Unfortunately you’re stuck
In the place where you’ve always been
Without opportunity
Yet I feel deeply
You’re not different from me

You’ve shared your soul
Your humanity
Hopes, dreams, vibrant personality
I want to give what I have
To you purely
Not for charity
Because we are the same
We stand equality
Your life is valuable
I see you, feel you
I’m woven into your life
I want to move borders for you
Lines drawn on a napkin
Change your reality
The grand plan
But it’s not mine to change
And I don’t know how
I can’t explain

Countries make decisions
About your life
Without ever knowing you
And seeing your vision
Your kindness and potential
Writing you off
Your a number
A statistic
Nothing special
Yet you are worthy
You transcend imagined borders
Civil wars and mindless orders
Viruses, variants, Trump supporters
Skin color and fear of the other
Your life means something to me
And you still smile warmly
From the other side
Despite all the things the world hurls at you
You still find

What is the value of a life
And who gets to decide
Who is worthy of freedom
And who gets left behind

Swipe Right

Swipe right if you like what you see
But you don’t really see me
How do you choose one
When you can always pick another
The next best thing is yet to come
With the next swipe
It’s never quite right

Welcome to the world of dreams
Where everyone seems perfect
Make yourself seem like the best version
Funny, smart, well worded
Always searching
But it’s hard to know what you really find
When talking to multiple people at the same time
We move so fast but this process is slow
It takes awhile to get to know
A person

I might have a nice profile
Witty answers
But I’m more than a few pictures
A blurb on an app
So many options
You can’t see my depth
Just a momentary snap
Of what I could be
Projected reality
But it’s not really me

I don’t want to play this game
I just want a real interaction
Quality time, depth, satisfaction
A connection
I don’t want superficial conversation
I’m not fulfilled by
Endless messaging
That doesn’t go anywhere
Don’t meet in person
There’s too many people to care
A waste of my time
What are we even doing on here
Just trying to feel better about ourselves?
Swipe right if you can tell
What you want

We all put up a front
It makes me feel wanted
And we all want to be wanted
But my progress is stunted
The more people I meet
The more I retreat
Into frustration
The connection doesn’t going nowhere
You vanish into thin air
I decide I don’t care
And delete it
But still I’m aware
That I want partnership
A relationship
And don’t know how to get it
So I resubscribe
And give it another try

It’s madly impersonal
This can’t be the only way to meet people
Yet we all get sucked in
But I can’t tell who you are
From an app, social media
Send a like, match to begin
Yet a match means nothing
An illusion, a filter
Lack of depth
A filler of time
I can’t feel chemistry
Through a message
Shallow compliments
Yet when you get bored you resign
We don’t really give each other our time
But we are hoping to find
The one

If the one exists
Perhaps the dating app is fixed
Maybe we’ve all been tricked
You can’t see my value
Even after meeting you
I’m still not sure
Yet the app is making money
Off my uncertainty
Try again
Swipe again
It’s a tease every time
We’ve been reduced to an image
A momentary decision
Of who we want to fuck
Increasing our luck
Everytime we swipe right

Dating has changed so much
The virtual game has just begun
It’s slightly mean
This sorting and swiping machine
Reducing a partner to a probability
The app controls who and what we see
But are we having fun?
The pandemic has made it impossible to talk to anyone
In person
We are no longer flirting
Afraid of hurting
Someone’s feelings
Swipe right if your seeing

Feigned interest
Mediocre at best
I just want some one to talk to
But I feel lost
Swiping through a maze of faces
Looking in all the wrong places

My energy is depleted
For I did not get what I needed
On Tinder, Bumble, Hinge
I Binge
On dating
Still waiting

Enchanting disillusionment mixed with hopeful highs
We’re all playing games with each other’s lives
There’s no consolation prize
I’m starting to despise
Swipe right

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