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i'm not a display case

The transparent steel wall of your
prejudiced ignorance
glimmers in the harsh, exposing light of manipulative comments.
Smooth-talking bullshit lays on its tower,
legs spread wide and ready like your assumptions.
..They fell prey to you, those ass-ump-tion prisoners-of-war,
adorning the wall in barbed wire formation.
They follow your eyes,
with the electric current of sex dreams, which
hide behind that steel and stare motionless at my
covered chest.
You undress me inside your head and
In mine, I slice your skin so it slithers, in a cave-shape at my feet
I imagine you scream in repentance because
I believe that maybe one day
I will be able to look below myself
and you will feel the vile vomit, dripping
from your face and down your insides
into the dead, hollow hole my eyes will create inside
your head.

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Tags

anti, disgust, feminism, frustration, hate, men

- I have been in four places at once
- I have collected sand from the beaches of five different continents
- I know how to survive if dropped into the wilderness with nothing but a garbage bag and flint
- I am a published poet
- I received thanks from Terry Ann Carter in her book of poetry with Black Moss Press, ‘Day Moon Rising’
- In the past I was awarded with being in the top 3% of young musicians in Canada

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  • neminemis
    neminemisover 5 years ago

    great….. nice way of using each word… Outstanding.

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