We Will Not Be Deodorised
from Pétroleuse
© Steph
Pike, 2016
take your shackles, your
chains
your violence, your rape
we will not be bound
by your laws, your lies
your prejudice, your
expectations
your science, your biology
your definitions of who we
should be
we create our own lives, our
own worlds
we make solid our own
outlandish dreams
we are free
take your fashion, your body
fascism
your plucking and shaving
your surgery, your
plastification
take your perfumed pants
your intimate wipes
your scented sanitary wear
we rejoice in fat and muscle
and hair
we stink of blood and sweat
and skin
we will not be deodorised
we reek of the ocean deep hot
hunger of our lovers' cunts
we will not smell of the
sterile chemistry of your misogyny
you shoot us, sedate us
imprison us, terrorise us
refuse to educate us
but still we speak out
still
we sing out
still we shout out
we will not be silenced
we
are unquiet
across centuries
across
borders
we rise up
we fight back
we are dirty
we are brave
we are dangerous
we are pussies and we riot