Poem written ‘off the cuff’ ‘in the moment’ for poem 3 NaPoWriMo

You tell her she’s butchered her body
Without regard for compassion
Though you say it’s from that place
you say your words
Even though they’re said in haste
Without a thought to the hurt you place
Upon another’s shoulders
All because you don’t understand their way

You say you don’t hate
You just don’t see her how she says
And you will bend at the whim
Of your own emotional reaction
While saying facts don’t care about feelings
But neither does her dysphoria care about yours
So fuck your hate
And shove it up your arse
Those feelings are your own to contemplate