the [slip] bars
of your concrete cage
offer your hole(s) and get us out of here
[transexual]
[      transex]ual
[          trans]exual
[                  t]rans[ake those boxes OUT!]exual

sitdown protest grab a friend grab a drink
pray the cuffs don't blur the # on your arm
LIVE BAIT LIVE BAIT LIVE BAIT LIVE BAIT
the ocean is unfeeling. call for the waves anyway 
you can always reel me back up—
i am bright enough to see from up there

call a self-driving cab and sit in it
call that assisted suicide, anti-diy
because you would rather burn to death
than feel the flames lick your face
you're a coward and i hate you, i'm glad you're dead
i forged your will,  and all you wrote was
                   1x EVERYTHING FOR MY BABY.
poked holes in my pacifier, wean myself off
hit the gas while there is still time what's
on your bucket list? here's mine, it says
cut my tits off, abolish capitalism, do k, 
fuck all of my friends, in that order.

and what the fuck is the arctic anyway, 
but you frozen in time, like tuesday morning
when your dad died and you cried for a month straight
enough to flood the entire state of california
or that face you made when bernie called for non-violence
and you, a real maoist, marx loverboy, knew what that meant.
the empire can try to draw its own borders, but you
[clever girl] would make even heisenberg second-guess himself.
you took the hatchet you inherited and marched out to
break the ice, because fascism is just imperialism
self-imploding and the ringing in your ears 
was getting too loud.

BE WATER float away will i ever see you again
i'm glad you're nothing. they can't kill that
which is nothing, half/death sitting on the
cusp of liminality, but i will miss
remembering what you felt like inside me
slit the center of their cloven hooves
invent a cunt cops are girls you can't hit them
back so make a run for it. tell the teacher:
the police doesn't love you no one ever will