I lurch
sucking in fashion to correspond
with my assigned gender
but slip up
in the wrong bathroom
tripping balls on estrogen speed
I purge
facets shifted
fearing the notion
that I can be defined
identifying
my split palette
before tilting the liberal table
conserving cis enchantment
to foster your adopted comfort
while I’m still jolted senseless
every day of my life
by transhuman sexual vertigo
