platinum-clad ladies vogue at the discotheque
leaving all the boys pining–hard-wired horned and wet
we rock the dance floor pounding hard with no regrets
we throw elbows and claim our space turning tricks and turning heads
femmed-out men in full length skirts
queering power branding fame
making it seductive and making it work
ensuring that every street corner is branded with our names
the toxic edifice of patriarchy commodifies female sexuality
debilitating independence and reinforcing the power of bourgeois normality
its time for our human tribe to overcome false dualities
let our trans sisters and brothers shape a nascent new reality
let the blast femme spirit inspire our resistance
let riot porn instincts disrupt the cogs of the system
its time for new pop anthems and its time for new cognition
our subterranean armies fight for justice and for systemic demolition
its time for a new rebellion–time for the zeitgeist of praxis
its time to organize a subterranean army to demolish the proto-fascists
we become our own rulers, our own prophets, our own masters
we must connect with the power of mother earth if we want global justice to be everlasting
femininity is seductive, translucent, and raw
let inspired women lead us toward cosmic truth’s new dawn
we will shape the contours of a new religion molded by all of our scars
feminist batallions will rule the streets defying all regressive laws
give support to your mother-your partner-or your friend
only through solidarity will this neoliberal hell ever end
its through the prism of the present that divine messages are sent
its through imagining a radical prefiguration of our future that we amplify the power of revolutionary dissent
blast femme is the clarion call of an emergent feminist pride
trans and queer stand arm-in-arm fighting for an end to this toxic blight
inspiration is everywhere if you only open your third eye
pay attention to the stars and the moon late at night
karmic rebels come together armed with arsenals of creative expression
we will fight to the death for the end of this system
sex positive synergies percolate and shift directions
we fuck and grind-stomp and twirl to the rhythms of our hard house anthems
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2017
First Image by Day Moor>> on instagram @blastfemme
