Mx - A Poem By TJ
Am I a boy or am I a girl or am I something in between.
When I say I love you it's a simple matter of finding out which I, I mean.
When I say I need you it's a simple matter of you responding to my touch.
Am I a boy or am I a girl is simply something that then doesn't matter much.
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Am I my gender gentle gender gentle little boy.
I am my body busy body broad shoulders for a girl.
Misfit to the core
Always searching for
The truth
.
Don't need to be more
.
Boy girl boy girl boy girl mix
Be-tween, be-tween, between, betwixt.
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I am that I am this -
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Mx
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-TJ
On Gender
Travels #5: Berlin – A Poem By TJ
Closed doors closed doors
Closed doors and walls.
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Berlin Berlin let me in!
I don't want to know anymore
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And it is cold and there is rain and I can see the sun.
And I could fold into her stare but she doesn’t feel the same.
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She doesn’t care to know my name.
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Foreign foreign but not so foreign
Where do I fit in?
Searching searching so much hurting .
Searching for my kin.
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And she dares to assume I’m other.
She does not let me in.
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I may as well be other,
If there’s a prize I can never win.
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I blame you yes,
Maybe I do,
I blame you,
.
Berlin.
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-tj
Mobile memoirs
The Hope Tree is Growing
.
Down the rabbit hole I go
To the Pits of Pain and Despair
And if I’m really lucky
I’ll find the Hope Tree I planted there
.
I’ll find my friendly Hope Tree growing
In the Depth Sea of Doom
I’ll hang onto a sturdy branch
And know the waves will wash by soon
.
I’ll watch those powerful waves go by
And as I watch I’ll see
And then I’ll blink and climb back to
Consensus Reality
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Down the rabbit hole I go
To the Pits of Pain and Despair
And if I’m really lucky
I’ll find the Hope Tree I planted there
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-TJ.
On Hope