Glorious Pink

transgender lilith
her serpentine attribute
a totem of fear

chains of DNA
make gender a straitjacket
to be worn from birth

we are nought but flesh!
why pretend there is value
in having a heart?

men wore corsets once
and dressed in glorious pink
’til the music stopped

I am beautiful
whenever I close my eyes
dream a little dream

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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