she said,
“boy you know
take off your clothes
i’ve got nothing to lose
but my only pair of shoes
so take off your clothes.”
“buy my a coke
just put 50 cents in
and you can buy me a coke.”
what is this, 2003?
“i’m sorry, i swear
i lost all sort of understanding
when i graduated.”
he said,
“girl you know
put back on your clothes
you got it all to lose
and i ain’t buying you new shoes
so put on all your clothes.”
“but buy me a car
just put your life into me
and you can buy me a car.”
what is this, 1952?
“i’m sorry, i swear
i lost all sorts of understanding
in the recession.”
so we go back to the beginning
am i a girl do i deserve
some understanding?
like can i even vote?
own property?
am i allowed to walk outside alone
or do i need some chaperoning?
like i want to know a man’s got me.
but like should i also work?
and wonder if he even likes me–
if he makes me buy my own cokes,
makes me buy my own cars.
makes me buy my own clothes.
and then doesn’t even fuck me after
like what am i?
that’s the question
what am i?
what is a woman?
when you can fuck men,
and they can also own property
and vote and get promotions
and not get fat?
like what if i’m just second to that?
men feel dejected by me
like i don’t have feelings
and my tits made me emasculating.
i didn’t mean too, i’m just a girl
trying to get you ejaculating.
i OVERSHOT!
i GUESS.
i’m just too hot?
i guess.
so i said,
“boy you should
take off your clothes
i’ve got nothing to lose
but my mind and all the things i wanted
so take off your clothes.”
