Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Ode to a Bitch




[[Note: Playing with form poetry -- a rarity]]

Man's archaic fear won't change me.
Independant thought puts me in your way.
A blow-up barbie I will never be.

I'm a bitch when I demand that we
Both need to have equal treatment and pay.
Man's archaic fear won't change me.

In your fevered dreams you want me to plea
On my knees in your hedonic mind play.
A blow-up barbie I will never be.

You become an emotional amputee
Because I don't let your desires hold sway.
Man's archaic fear won't change me.

Despite it all, I give you honesty
Not demure lies created to make you stay.
A blow-up barbie I will never be.

You punish me for my defiant decree
That I'll stay this way until my last day.
Man's archaic fear won't change me.
A blow-up barbie I will never be.

Copyright (c) 1998 AMJ-M




Photo Credit:  http://www.flickr.com/photos/rossinabossio/283098409/ 

2 comments:

  1. Wow...that's powerful in words and in image!

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  2. Thank you. I'm glad you liked it. It's one that pretty personal to me. Although, I hope that side doen't come out too often. :D

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