What’s Love Got To Do With It
Sometimes I’m like
“Feminism is the most constant
Most consistently positive source of
Social change that we need to foster
To improve quality of life
For all individuals of all backgrounds”
And other times I’m like
“Wow—
Only thin, pretty, femme individuals
Are benefited by feminism enough to have
The opportunity to fuck powerful men
And try and be one of them —
If they are successful they get to live
In obscurity
Flying to Europe to suck
Some old man’s dick
Trying to convince yourself
It’s love, when love’s got
Nothing to do with it.
Then I remember
This is just
Yet another real person I know
Who hates fat people almost as much
As they hate reflection. Again
Funny how those two things
Often coincide in the same person.