Transgender Cyborgs Attack
From JFK to LAX
We left our gender in Los Angeles // She was a cute muxe with
a full beard // & A thick brown dick // We were traveling to
her // Past metal detectors // When security slobs // Started
grabbing // Our genitals // Ja Ja // If it’s your job to grope
strangers // Then quit // Huelga // Dear transportation
agency losers // We love our hairy ass in a laced thong // Dildo
in our carry-on bag // It isn’t a weapon // We promise // When
detained // We weren’t sure what cavities they were allowed to
search // Our ears // Or our nose // We missed our flight //
We missed our gender // It was final boarding call & we couldn’t
hear // We’re still here & they said our attitude has altitude //
Woof // Our photo ID // From when we were wolves // The
girl in California // We yearned to see her // Like the image of
mountains scooped by a spoon // We’d show you self Es of our
// Anus after the Tijuana donkey show // If it meant the plane’s
safety // Please let us go let us fly // Higher than fireworks
in July // To see clouds undress in heaven // Our gender was
against the law // But so was your God // Yes Jesus was trans
// Her hair & her dress // Jesus was trans // How the Roman
state crucified her in public