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(This was queued up on Tumblr ages ago and just posted, I don't remember if I already posted it here but I'm gonna)

ancestors

i came from flesh
i was raised by fists

my place is outside
my home is the toilet cubicle I spent a cumulative year in
the wardrobe I hid in
the lies I told

my ancestors are the hidden bodies
who begged to be buried in their clothes
my father was hanged for the touch of bearded lips
my mother ran away to sea

my land is any city that will hold me
my home is any shroud of anonymity

you will find no blood of history on me;

well now I’m bare and the stage is wide and the lights are bright and the words are loud on every front page
well now you can’t play blind and you must stay dumb and I’ve got scars that’ve long grown numb

and now I’m here with my bloody history
and all my hidden ancestors behind me
our culture moves horizontally
and my descendants will know me

well now I’m here and I’ve filled this page and your time I’ve had and your lineage is of no concern
your lines are all mistook

you might loathe that I come from nowhere
you might hate the roots I don’t have to sever
but the likes of me will be here forever;

your lines all end in hooks

and there are no more hidden bodies
come on then if you’re so desperate to see us

look.