one sunrise
one crack in the clouds
one moment of inclusion
one lasting critical eye
and they said
you can't be
you can't possibly
you can't do that to me
you don't want to see free
so she segregated herself
to go sit in the cower
caressing a strange new power
collapsing her comfy tower
until there was a meatier shower
one that expressed her wealth
as the writing on the wall
in those neat Campbell's lines
began to blur and fog
streaking into one kind
she wondered
if Martha had a dick
would George still have wanted it
would America have accepted
such crossing of lines back then
instead of saying
you can't be
you can't possibly
you can't do that to me
you don't want to see free
but getting back to me
and my dilemma currently
who says I am frozen
in my little dinner tray
this lil pea wants some carrots
some potatoes
and some say
it's my life and it's my cunt
and I don't need your forgiveness
when I want to be blunt
so allow me to blur the lines
for you even further
what if Romeo were once a he
then became a her
would Juliet have run in fright
if again he changed his heart
and ripped off his new tits one night?
and i have all these questions
swarming in my head
so don't place a box
around my cancer of antlers
or my legs differently spread
because
I can be
I can possibly
I can do that to me
I do want to see free
you be you and I'll be me
confusion or not
it is my cunt's spree
so just shut your mouths
and let me
stick it all
inside
and see
so I'm going to get fat
and I'm going to try that
and if you're there when I'm done
well, maybe we can have some fun
�Ellee 2001
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