This Face

© 2002 Sandra Jean-Pierre

I am looking to name this face
something other than
black
womyn
lesbian
disabled
bitch...?

I am looking for a name for this face
other than the smiles that have kept me
want and waiting
in this space
lost in time
pretty unlikley that it will be something
i have had in my mind
but
I am looking for a name for this face
as i am in search for
someone who has that strength i crave
the strength that keeps me
moaning through your name
every time i am masterbating
in this silence that
compounds my grief

I am looking to name this face
that submissively declares my
faltering for not possessing
the life affirming charisma that is
your lesbian boi smell
and i smell you
i smell your loving
i smell your fucking me
i smell your enfolding arms
taking me and keeping me
making me safe... at last

I need to name the face
that will look into your eyes
devouring your soul
pregnant by your courage
smiling at our life...
the life you enabled me to birth
from the depths of my fiel...

honey?
baby?
sweetie?
wife?

I need to name this face: Me
simply...
to let you know
It's Me.

Help

Hey Baby...

You see...

I was kind of wondering if maybe,
You'd let me...

Can I hold your hand?...

I know we just met
But it would make a world of difference
Because I've been sinking
And I'm thinking that if you reached out to me
I'll find my way to safety...

And then maybe I just might,
make it through tonight
And even save a little
for tomorrow too

See, baby, all the power is within you
And it's hard enough just being this vulnerable
Because, please trust, it is damn uncomfortable
Acknowledging even the smallest weakness

See, I'm not asking for a kidney
I'm asking you to be uncomfortable with me
And admit that within my palm
might lie home
and that neither one of us
are half as self sufficient as we'd hoped
But it's ok
Because two halves make a whole

But damn, if we don't connect
When our hands intersect
And I'm sure that you're a little overwhelmed
But I got this
I'm just asking for a little help

An Appliance's Rant

blessings are in the eye of the beholder
bestowed onto victims, not based on accomplishment
but by false beliefs of "worthiness"

In marketing you learn that value is equal to
the amount of comfort wanted in that time period
So an object is only deemed valuable to the person
who wants those comforts wrapped in that package

Well I am standing up for the objects of the world
and I am here to tell you that
I am beautiful!
I repeat,
I AM BEAUTIFUL
Because I know so, not because you deemed it to be

My specific functions make me a beneficial and necessary
part of someone's life
And I respect that it might not be yours
But I know that I am exactly what someone wanted
Somewhere in this vast capitalist economy.

So please, pass me on the shelf if you aren't ready to
at least try out my special features.
Because I don't want you getting me dirty for my future owner

My sole purpose is the betterment of mankind
Through competency and user friendly hardware
So don't blame me if you find me hard to maneuver
I wasn't meant for you.

Just return me in my original package, get your money back
And find a model that does what you need it to do.

Don't push all my buttons and then toss me in your couch
As an afterthought
I have a purpose, which I can't say the same about you

So please, just respect my worth