I survey the invisible minefield in front of me
Nobody else can see it
But I can
Divisive forces, trying to box you in
Declarations of what is
And what isn’t
A razors edge is where I dance
An inevitable balance
The scary but true romance
I merge entire oppositional worlds in the belly of my endless multidimensionality
Stubborn tenacity of an ox
I REFUSE YOUR BOX
I dance with paradox
I Am God With A Twat
I take the scary route
I am the in between
I am the cackling of the unseen
I represent the All
You do not get to define me
I Shall Never Fall
My refusal shall be the fuel that topples the Great Wall
Great Divide
Devoured By My Thighs
-The Girl That Didn’t Choose A Side
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