they say its healthy
to be aroused by your body,
but I find it bad to be aroused by it
one day my time wont be wasted
from looking at myself
in the shower with bewilderment,
mortified
by the monthly drainage of rust
seeping from the valley that splits my thighs:
blood.
blood.
all I see is blood,
heads split open
blood –
missiles from the war
blood –
cluster bombs replacing the heavens
blood.
they’ve come for
(Blood)
voices and sirens
leading to my demise – blood
sirens, whispers, paranoia, replacing the birds
voices, gossip, looking afraid, grabbing my tail.
blood,
obsessive compulsive loss of will
lead in my blood.
earth is mother
and mother is forsaken,
colonized my body
stole my soil
raided my womb
settled in my cradle and tomb
blood,
bled out by the scalpel
sold my organs
blood!
terrorized my children
blood!
erased my elders
sanctioned my seed
capitalistic greed
forced sterilization
bleed!
violated my sanity
vanity
filled out your ego
aggression
from trauma to regression
blood,
blood.
the pimple I pop
the cream and eye drop
blood
plasma
the light-bulb burst
no warmth, no hearth.
blood
no don’t touch the bottle
that’s tar
blood.
stop the live stream
no dead children
look that’s a star.
