Day: Sep 22, 2021

Tell me one more time how I should laugh it off,

How I should grow a thicker skin

Just to fit right into your plot.

No, honey, I am out of patience for bold men,

I am out of reasons to excuse them

Or to let them off my pen.

I want to drive my ink through them like a hook,

Twist it through the spine,

Take the blood and burn their books.

They call me embarrassing for speaking out.

But why are they so worried

If I have nothing to be loud about?

On the other hand, why would I even bother?

Afterall, I get nothing here,

I stay broke after shaming your brothers.

And I do not have skin in the game, my love,

But I have my whole flesh burning

As you watch from the front row.

So, tell me again how I should laugh it off,

How I should grow a pair…

When will my pain be loud enough?

-JW