braivary

Talk to your ovaries
Your ovaries are you
You and they are one
You are not two
It's not your brain that sees thoughts
You're a walking plurality
You don't "have" organs, you are them
Without them, "you" wouldn't be
They are you
You are they
We are we

Talk to this cock
as it moves in you
This cock is me
(but you are cock too)
Do you use a mental ledger
to calculate when to screw?
Or is your secret language
just something this cock knew?
I am cock
Cock are we
Cock are you

Croon to your cunt!
Pamper, pleasure, please it
For this world won't love your cunt
(not one little tiny bit)
This world will punish you
if you listen to your snatch
But your body is much smarter
than that noggin you scratch
Pleasure and pee
A cunty song
Cunts are we

Talk to the babies
You don't need the pill
When body and brain are one
You can impregnate or not at will
When your body says fuck
it's far smarter than your mind
The healthiest babies are made
when we leave our brains behind
We are babies
Babies we be
Babies are we

Talk to the world
The healing's begun
A new song swells
The human race not yet run
Repressed and afraid
We control and manipulate
Torturing others and ourselves
Nature within and out we eviscerate
This world shall see
The world to be
The world are we

Talk to the stars
Walk to a new day
This garden shall be tended
with tenderness and play
And as our carnal crescendo
casts a timeless sheen
fall into dreams safe and silly
for tomorrow is not yet seen
I am you
You are me
We are we