Consent is Sexy
Reflections on sex
I love your body,
I think about you, carnally.
Oftentimes I think of things
That make my brain feel bad.
I would be concerned, I’m sure it’s
Not as bad as I think.
I’m sure others are much more perverse
I’m certain I’m a catch, a steal
Not some jackass perv, raw deal.
I have a history of saying shit
Recklessly, carelessly.
I black out, phase out. Sometimes I
Say stuff that makes milk curdle.
But honestly, the more I think–
The more I doubt.
Is what I’m saying sour,
Or are people garbage,
homophobic, afraid of
Looking in the shower?
Who am I to speculate
Just a Phoenix in a locked cage
I guess I’m a pervert
That’s what they say
I’ve heard things from men that make me
Wish I had more killer instinct.
I’ve seen men do things that make me
Want to make huge generalizations about them.
Perhaps when they cry insanity
When really what they see
Is a reflection of who they wish they could be
If they’d only been brave
Courageous, sexy, and
A little more of a pervert.
At the end of the day,
I want to die cumming
Does that qualify me
As some sort of sex maniac?
I think
That if I were born with a dick
People would think I was funny
Not just funny
Like, really funny.
Oh and probably virile, strong
Voraciously sexy.
But instead I’m this awkward dyke lady
Who daydreams about fucking
All day, everyday.
I would feel guilty, but
I’m just so fucking horny
I used to not feel anything
I used to not cum
I used to just feel shame, pain
Sadness for eternity
Now I just really wanna fuck
All the fucking time
Party like its bam bam bam
Thank you them
Why do I feel awful?
Why can’t I just be horny
And not procrastinate?
Why does that make my queer ass
Somehow less moral,
Less responsible,
More extra, more more
More!
Too much, I guess.
Oh wow. Very off topic.
Anyway, consent is very, very sexy.
I am not into it unless consent is the first brick,
The basis of all of it.
I don’t understand people who blur consent
I can’t appreciate the appeal
Of taking what isn’t yours.
It’s not fun
Acquiring shit
It’s meaningless
Unless that shit cares about you back
So why take it, without consent?
I don’t understand.
The thing I understand the least about all the bigotry
Is how my desires, to worship
To please another woman,
A female-bodied person,
Are somehow less than what I’ve been hearing
All these guys go on about.
Goddamnit. Mostly just boo
Boo to all this shit
I’m so pissed about all of it.
So horny, so gay,
So very far away.