let's assume you are a woman
i'll assume i am a man
now let's run with these assumptions
take them far as just we can
see reality is thermoplastic
only when you're hot
but even that won't help you
to be something that you're not
now the women all compete to be
the biggest bitch in town
while the men are all in hiding
as they drink their liquor down
and reality is nothing without love
this is not new
and that, beloved über bitch
is why i ran from you
Little Black Book by Wayne Myers