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Why the Split?

I see Dockers watering pansies with dainty watering cans,

I see transvestites doing DIY,

I see women building bodies,

I see men cook and fry,

And don’t grown men cry?

 

Gender complexities, ****** complexities,

Why the split when things don’t fit?

Women doing house removals whilst men sit and sew,

So what?

Humanities, biologies, personalities,

Are we not more the same than different?

The World is crazy for categories,

But we do not fit inside.

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Mar 16, 2010
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