I wish I was a man
with his shirt unbuttoned
and his breath stinking of beer
swaggering down the street
without a friend
but without an enemy
man
Poem #739
spam thinks I’m a man
no, I will not get hard after clicking on that link
no, I do not want a Russian bride
no, I do not need a tiny pill to make me smarter
Poem #653
I see a man at a table
he’s talking and laughing
but I can’t see his partner
I wonder if he laughs to himself