Misogyny is Good – For Clementine Ford

O misogyny is good
        for being highly in demand.
Misogyny is good
        and so easily fanned.
And if you go missing
        I’ll do some dissing
and rock the old news stand.

Misogyny is good
        for being highly in demand.
Misogyny is good
        and so easily fanned.
And if you’re dismembered
        it will surely be remembered
that you gave a leg-up and a hand.

O if they’re gonna call me a hag
        I’ll be a hag,
the foulest hag in the land.

Fuck
        their
                cuntish
notion of equality
        and swallow my radical
potion for our polity.

It’s my sweat, my sisters.
        The tears of men. A black flag
bloodied by the
        balls of a stag
and…

so you’ll frighten with
        the kind of feminism
that divides and conquers,
        two drops of Tracey Eminism
so you’ll really look bonkers.

The grubs of a darkling beetle
        in the belly of a bluebird.
Shaken in a shoe, worn out by
        going to job interviews, shambling,
the juice of a baby beet,
        the ice-cold blood of a Kurd
and money wasted on gambling.

Wild
        Turkey,
                     Grey
                             Goose,
                                        Victoria
                                                      Bitter.

A notice to vacate, pawn tickets,
        and a drachm depicting Yahweh.
A script for antidepressants,
        a framed pension card,
spittle from Mona Eltahawy
        and several fireback pheasants.

A brick from Old Dragon’s Head.
        A pinch of the precious soil
the Israeli wall is blocking.
        The wool of a lamb and its tail,
still alive after its docking.

More bourbon, beer and vodka.
        A mix of cocaine and the ashes
of Petronilla de Meath.
        From a hole in a wall, plaster,
and a woman’s two front teeth.

An Age puff piece on James Deen.
        From telephone poles a few faded
missing person fliers. A hammer,
        handcuffs, duct tape and pliers.

All stirred together with
        a man’s severed hand,
and…

Misogyny is good
        for being highly in demand.
Misogyny is good
        and so easily fanned.
And if you go missing
        I’ll do some dissing
and rock the old news stand.

Misogyny is good
        for being highly in demand.
Misogyny is good
        and so easily fanned.
And if you’re dismembered
        it will surely be remembered
that you gave a leg-up and a hand.

Some more advice to a young “schizo” in how to deal with psychiatrists

Say a scientist was to invent
a vaccine to immunise humanity
against committing violent acts,
a drug that would prevent
all wars, all murders, all assaults,
but had damaging side-effects –
a loss of initiative and creativity,
and tooth decay that results
in bloody full mouth extractions.

It would be classed as inhuman.

Humankind wouldn’t allow itself to be
reduced to such negative abstractions,
period, in order to defend free will.

But O, should you ever lose your sanity
such a drug will be forced on you,
lest you should ever lash out and kill
a stranger (and/or commit suicide).

And you’ll merely be an abstraction.
Then you won’t be part of humanity.
Then you must run away and hide.

Some words of advice to a young “schizo” about to meet a shrink for the first time

So you lashed out and they’re forcing you
to see a psychiatrist for the first time.
Stay silent. Anything abnormal in your
past will only foretell a future of crime.
Average people are often celebrated
as thugs. But you’re no longer any kind
of person. You’re a dot-to-dot drawing of
a stick figure to be stuck to a fridge full
of drugs. So stay silent. All your charming
eccentricities will just be dots connected,
and you will never heal, never mature,
never be capable of learning any lesson.
“Only by our needles,” they’ll say, year after
torturous year, “can you ever be corrected.”