November 28, 2013

Selling Whiskey

I've grown weary of men
asking me how my day is going.
The answer is standard
Just like most days;
Painful but too short.

The women
like the haircut
but the truth is
my mother used to give me
this haircut as a toddler
so it's all I've ever known
about hygiene
or how to trick my
stubborn cowlicks.

so knowing that:
all the men are dead
and every woman
is a pervert.

And I have no reason to feel guilt
about hating them both,
mom and dad
included,

because I was right
this whole time.



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