Thursday 14 August 2014

Vagina

I trust my vagina
She tells the truth
My heart is hurt
And hides away
My gut is greedy
And gives in
My mind is a minefield
And makes a mess
But my vagina
She's wise
She's survived horrors
She's fought for freedom
She has a mohawk
She's a punk
With pink lips
And she's tiny
But mighty, nevertheless
She's a bullshit detector
Of the highest calibre
She's mine
She's me
And she lives for integrity
For autonomy
And for pleasure unbound

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