stroke my hair gently
are we meant to be
more than this
lying in bed
giving you head
and falling asleep with
intertwined legs
do you scream louder
holding handmade signs
on picket lines and protesting
the rise of neoliberal bullshit
than when i'm on top of you
hands on my tits
and if this is all we have then i'll happily take this
i think i needed this
days of passion and activism
ending with deep kiss after kiss
short-lived striking rendezvous
shutting down buildings
and occupying rooms
i'll see you next time things go to shit
and we'll come together again to fight it
