By Phoenix (they/them)
Am I a one and done kinda bitch?
or am I a one and two and breathless whispers
over an ocean.
Two and three
and me and you and them
and who needs to define what we are?
we are breathless
and eternal and never ending.
the line was drawn in the sand
and we kicked it up into the air.
it rained down around us in droplets
or a whirlwind of a snowstorm.
Every part of us is indefinable
new and unknown to us or to you and
definitely not to them
whoever they think they are
or whatever they see us as
we are not what you think we are.
your perceptions are not our definitions
you say we are man, woman, other
I say we are all and nothing.
we are infinity and we are the abyss.
you say we are perverted and abnormal
I say we are trailblazing
we are the wind under the wings of the sky
we will wave at you down below,
trapped down by your brain
and your binary understanding
Well I guess I’ve never been so good at maths.