if every one is equal
there’s no need for a soul or heart.
who are you to write a poem?
touch a lover? wear a special ring?
you shouldn’t even have
a name.
if every one is equal
there’s no need for sex or size.
it’s unisex, one shape fits all.
that’s how it is
they say.
if every one is equal
there’s no need for memory.
for the delusion of personal
history & its gravitational
deceptions.
one day, we’ll create a world
where every one is
given a website, an e-mail
address & $100 paper monopoly
dollars.
be fruitfly & multiful.