Friday, July 25, 2014

the woes of womanhood in a man's world


If I bit your lip hard enough for it to hurt,
I apologize.
I don't know how authentic it is,
since it was intentional.

I woke up.
the only thing I regretted was not stopping the now very present marks of shame that cover my neck
I try to cover it with makeup,
but I realize that I cannot
It's as if I tainted the vision of perfection,
and single-handedly dissembled what being a lady entails.

You and your big smile

I can accuse the drinks and say that it was a consequence of it,
but that would not count the hour and a half that I spent getting ready
I left my house feeling invincible
There was no one that could stand in your way if you wanted me
I didn’t even have to try
You said everything wrong,
and yet there I was sitting in your car, scheming my own demise. 

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