
I.
Male-icious?
He never means to hurt just like little boys don’t mean
to pop off the heads of barbie dolls
but they do mean it.
the sinched waist and little plastic breasts
the shock of curly shiny hair framing her face
this is not an action figure.
II.
maybe she should have celebrated the festival of self promiscuously!
violent with these stereotypes and vicious with that tongue
unapologetic to the maleness
that should worship her daily
as opposed to the other way around
III.
For Him it is a conquering, but
women can’t invade you
women are like you
growing from and beside themselves,
fragile stems exposed to a world that secretly hates flowers.
cuts them for their beauty
tramples them without thought.
women are like you
soft, sad, sweeping up pieces of themselves
from underneath a stapled down tongue
women are used to shutting up and accepting
letting resentment squeeze their stomachs like a rotting LAP BAND
but you never shut up
he can see guts
as they swell from pressure
erupt from the throat
IV.
you leave a good love softer…not hardened.
but you will leave this one
unmovable
heavy
impenetrable
Cinder.
V.
The answer is somewhere in there. When the brain works in spirals and binds itself in fragmented notes, it’s a spiral bound brain with torn pages. Remember what your high school notebook looked like by the end of the year? if you could’ve even still called it a notebook.

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