Modern Man

You've come so far...

I’ll judge you by your length

at which you can look me in the eye.

You don’t have to lie.

I know my best

isn’t good enough,

but my breast

are just right

 

You’re a new millennium guy:

sensitive, caring, and prettier than I.

Ain’t that swell,

you use hair gel,

and I just sport a pony tail.

 

But put a suit on a monkey

an animal he will still be.

 

So, I’m not impressed

by you Calvin Kline vest.

Perhaps pedicured, but still like all the rest:

pounding your chest,

with arrogance blessed,

 so much sympathy for the fairer sex,

and such a martyr’s complex.

 

You can stop solving my problems now

or trying to make me come as if you know how.

Just let me do the work for you

cause in the end I always do,

but I’ll give you credit

because your pride needs it

more than mine.

So get in line

with you fathers

and brothers;

another generation

needing castration.

No satisfaction

comes from attraction

to little boy men

again and again.

So a solo dance

is my best chance

at a life of pleasure.

So, take your leisure,

Little men,

I’ve traded you in.

 

11/24/07

Reviews

[J Drew]

Yargh. Well, at least I don't bother with the subterfuge of pretending to have fashion since. Har, or feelings.
Liked the poem tho, till that stanza involving castration. I like my nards and testosterone right where they are, thanks.
Tho I must insist that perhaps you have yet to meet a decent fellow. One who can kick in someones teeth as well as actually give a s**t what someone else feels.