"women are able to see art in more things. Everything women do is art.
Men are stuck in the primal thing."

- traceay emin

longing to belonging to a hollow sense of sympathy
a crawling abortion of lovers that which to be
yet man understands nothing without a category to place it in
so he turns to hate to distil and to sedate
daddys little shadow in fear of sexuality
masturbation is his only creation spends life as a smear
yet nothing grows here a self distorted queer
daddy little princess fears any man in a dress
hatred disguised as insult to her pretty scars
the sort of girl who spends her life burning stars
she'll marry a little rich boy there wedding vow "ignorance is ours"
educate her rabbit bred family on fascism and scars
here in this society stupidity is placed in the stars

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