I feel like we did our best
to convince you we existed
.
that time in the ‘70s we had this idea
writing our history
admittedly it was goddesses and rape
all the way down
but what did we expect
some of it is very beautiful
.
that other time we pretended to be equal
you weren’t having it
.
we even let you pretend to be us
that one’s not working out so well
let’s be honest
and some of us pretended to be you, too
.
we overconformed to the nothing
that was great, playful, theatre and whatnot, the game
we were like super non-existence
or hyper-inexisting
zeros in high heels, unbelievable power
all really sexy and Lacanian
Surrealist painting
and we were like “yeah!”
.
And we were good
you have to admit
.
we can’t do it anymore
we learned your language only to disappear
0000000
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…….