Razorblade

with a razor I crop and cut away  all signifiers of my birth name  so i can finally let my hips sway prickly pits and nasty days of dreading dance, searing shame with a razor; I crop and cut away what urges you to hiss at me? how I dare defy nature so seductively? i have. to let my hips sway es beware of my witty ways the ones that cross me will know my pain with a razor; I cut and cut away those who march to a different drummer though baby! call me by my chosen name so i can finally; let my hips sway! never have I felt so clean and gay each hair, each foe and all that shame with a razor I cut and cut away so i can finally let my hips sway.