Disgusting Politics

by Alison Rumfitt

Disgusting Politics

                miracle of a                virgin ballet

                                                      on the tips of her toes

                                                      cut down into blunt objects

                                                      to better suit the absolution of the dance

                          ABSOLUTION

                       SOLUBLE TERTIARY

                       TEMPORAL BLISS

                       SOURCE

                       CARDIAC CHURNING

                       AS NOT

                       SUBSTANCE

                       MY BODY MY

                       SUBSTANCE

                       A SUBSTANTIAL SUBMISSION FEE

                       FOREVER THE PERFECT

                       GUTS

                       LAID OUT

                       ON A BORDER

                       BETWEEN 2 CITIES

                       THAT SIT NEXT TO EACHOTHER

                       SULKING

                       WHY DON’T YOU 2 TALK

                       SAYS THE MEDIATOR

                       THE POLITICAL CLIMATE IS

                       AS FUCKED AS THE SKY IS

 

                           this guy pretending to be a girl pressures me for nudes

                           I think its hot to be pressured to send nudes

                           I turn the light on

                           my body looks barely real

                           it looks like its made of an immaterial

                          disgusting sink water

                           filled with globs of pasta

                           but I turn the light on

                           I take the picture anyway

                           you can;t hurt me if I act like I like it

 

I’M SO SORRY THAT HAPPENED TO YOU I’M SO SORRY THAT HAPPENED TO YOUI’M SO SORRY THAT HAPPENED TO YOUI’M SO SORRY THAT HAPPENED TO YOU[I’]M SO SORRY THAT [HAPPENED TO] YOUI’M SO SORRY THAT HAPPENED TO YOUI’M SO SORRY THAT HAPPENED TO [YOU]I’M SO SORRY THAT HAPPENED TO YOUI’M SO SORRY THAT HAPPENED TO YOU . I CAN’T BE HURT I CAN’T DANCE WELL ENOUGH.

                     DISGUST IS

                     POWER

                     POWER IS

                     USELESS

                     ARCHAIC

                     DETERMINED

                     FORWARDTHINKING

                     POLITICIANS

                     A COMPANY OWNED BY THE

                     MACHINES THAT ASSEMBLE

                     THE CARS ON THE PRODUCTION LINE

                     A BODY OWNED BY THE IMAGES

                     TAKEN OF ITSELF

                     A COUNTRY OWNED BY

                     ITS OWN LAND

                     A RELIGION OPERATED BY

                     THE SACRED ARTIFACTS

                     INHERENT IN RELIGIOUS WORSHIP

 

                I’m laying in bed.

                someone is threatening to send

                naked pictures of me to my family.

                how the fuck did this happen.

                and why is it kind of hot.

                he tells me if I want him to stop

                I have to call him. I do so.

 

                His voice is confident and boyish,

                it has the same accent I had when I was 16.

 

                It hurts a lot. I tell him I’m a disgusting little slut. He hangs up.

 

we have an open approach to absolutism. gender is inherant yet metaphysical. I crawl into the space behind this classic painting. It’s full of the penises removed from statues. I am in the vatican. I reach out to take one of the penises, the size of an acorn.

 

the pope: stop right there young lady

 

me: oh what the hell are you the pope

 

the pope: you dare to invoke the name of Satan in this holy place

 

me: so now I know the room full of amputated statue penises is real and in

    the vatican, is this room also holy like the rest of the vatican? are the

    penises in here holy the same as everything else in this land?

 

the pope: yes of course. they’re perhaps more holy than anything else here.

 

me: I’m not sure that makes any sense but it sure does sound good

 

the pope: that’s the vatican for you

 

me: would the ideal religion, rather than either being owned by you

    or by its believers, be one owned by these dicks?

 

    the pope, instead of answering, begins to masturbate.

 

me: oh sweet. well i suppose it was going to happen at some point.

 

    he puts one of the statue penises inside his arse and screams.

 

me: okay i get the point now. i’m bored. that’s disgusting.

 

    i exit the room and stop existing because i can’t be bothered anymore.

 

                       FOXFUCK

                       OWLS

                       I’M SO SORRY THIS HAPPENED

                       TO YOU I’M SO SORRY THIS

                       HAPPENED TO YOU I’M SO

                       SORRY THIS HAPPENED

                       TO YOU “    i like hurting men

                                              ”

                                              DON’T WE ALL???????

                                              ISN’T THAT JUST HOW WE TALK NOW

                                              I DON;T KNOW. I JUST DON’T KNOW.

                                              IT FEELS A LITTLE STUPID TO SAY THINGS

                                              LIKE THAT. LIKE WE’RE JOKING BUT WE MEAN IT

                                              BUT WHO CARES ANYMORE. LIKE IT MATTERS

                                              OR LIKE IF WE ACTUALLY DID LIKE HURTING

                                              MEN ANY KIND OF MEANINGFUL CHANGE

                                              COULD TAKE PLACE.

                                              LIKE THE NEW LISBETH SALANDER

                                              NOW A FEMINIST BATMAN

                                              WITH WHITE PAINT ACROSS HER

                                              WHITE FACE TASERING SOME

                                              BASTARD IN THE COCK

                                              YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING

                                              IN A BATH OF MILK

                                              YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING

                                              BUT BATHE IN MILK

 

I’m so sorry this happened to you                            I’m so sorry that happened

                                                                           to you

                                                                           like masses of the

                                                               great unwashed feet

                                                               pressing down on his

                                                               face

                                                               you can’t hurt men if they like it

                                                               you can’t steal from capitalists

                                                               if they give you the money

                                                               as a charitable donation

                                                               you can;t decolonise education

                                                               when the VC turns up to those talks

 

                i hope you have enjoyed this introduction to ‘disgusting politics’.

                this was brought to you by blueapron,

                who have recently had a hostile takeover

                spearheaded by a rogue band of leeks with mysterious

                funding.

                   you can’t hurt me if I like it

                                              you can’t hurt me if I act like it

                   you can hurt me if you want. i don’t care. go the fuck ahead.

                   i just nearly set my hair on fire lightning a cigarette

                   it still smells like something’s burning

                   maybe it’s still on fire maybe i just haven’t noticed

                   i can’t burn alive if i’m not looking at the fire in the mirror

                   can i

Alison Rumfitt is a trans woman and entity who lives and works in Brighton, UK. Her debut pamphlet The T(y)ranny is available to purchase from Zarf Editions now, immediately. It is recommended you do so at some point in the near future.

Alison Rumfitt

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