Tuesday, November 20, 2007

The perfect man

I sculpt the perfect man.
Hands move in tandem...
...they realize the exigency

Biased selection
Choosing what suits.


You patronize me
I call it care.
You ignore me
I say you are busy providing
for the family.

I close the eyes to your insensitivity.
I sift the chauvinism.
They don’t help. Right?

Now I’m happy
I have the perfect man.

1 comment:

Kay said...

ha ha ha...how ironically true.