Al Qaeda
I am Al Qaeda
metal scanners are my
foes; my friends
the
scanner rubs me up and down
it makes a sound
I take off my metallic
belt willingly.
Your scanner rubs me up
and down and rubs me up and down again
this time it I my
metallic bra
please help me und the
clasp
your scanner makes a
sound
it is the metal in my
garters
your scanner begins to
bulge.
You take me to a room
your scanner beeps and
beeps and beeps.
Previously
published in Kwani? 4, 2006
and 'Dress me in Disobedience,' -2001.
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