Year Of The Woman
don't deserve the flowers you're sent.
their scent can't conceal the odor of woman.
don't deserve a pedestal.
can't reach the height of salvation
from your manipulation.
hide like your genitalia; inside.
now, what's this new butch mask you wear?
where have you been a million years?
it's too queer.
still can't be seen without your face on,
but the pendulum has swung.
i am scared and so alone.
tired of being strong.
want my lover. c'mon.
all your traits great went the way
of your dead mothers. so-long.
i am scared and so alone.
curse this being strong.
want my lover. c'mon.
i am scared and so a lone.
not scared of not being strong.
want my lover. c'mon.
all your gifts have gone.
the pendulum has swung.