Have you ever seen female Chinese feet,
That have been bound?
Have you seen the process?
The breaking of the bones…
The complete bending over of the toes…
The eternal pain and deformation…
The stench of decay still wafting through time and space…
And to think that many of them submitted willingly!
Proudly!
Catering completely to the male tastes they wanted to conquer…
And some even fought for their right to sport that ‘beauty’…
And then perhaps conquer…
Fought for the right to make their daughters sport that ‘beauty’…
Perhaps giving them the edge,
And helping them conquer…
Have you seen all of that yet?
That is exactly what you’ve been doing,
To your libidos…
Male and female…
For centuries…
All your moralities…
And social constructs…
Crushing gentle, filigree crystal rosebuds…
Naturally curious, delicate desires…
And needs…
So soft and tender…
Think early fetuses…
Needing care and nurture,
In order to blossom and flourish…
But being trampled on instead…
Broken, twisted and bound,
Into unsustainable
– And forever suffering –
Unnatural abominations…
And you’re all so proud of your deformations,
And mutilations,
Labeling them ‘Modesty’…
‘Chastity’…
‘Civilization’…
‘Refinement’…
‘Elegance’…
Are you fuckin’ kidding me?!
You take pride in your shattered cores?
Crushed and caged into unrecognizable,
Pitiful,
Monstrosities…
The stench running out miles ahead of you,
Warning all of us in the know:
‘Here comes an unsalvageable cripple,
Immune to all drugs and therapy,
Forever maimed and pained,
Forever reeking of,
Perverse notions of,
Beauty…
Love…
Sacrifice…
Monogamy…
Fidelity…
Celibacy…
Discretion…
This abuse must be banned!
And the already-crippled,
Given a hand!
Show them as much patience,
As your olfactories can withstand…
So many have unwrapped themselves before me,
Seeking my empathy and sympathy
– Especially in Italy,
Where their wrappings can be truly divine,
On the outside,
But inhumanely deep, cruel, and tight,
On the soul side –
And now my eyes are forever seared,
By sights no one should ever have to see…
And my soul filled with pain and stank,
That’ll never wash off of me…