born again
life, Love, woman

No Land For Women

Yes my right boob is bigger than the left and

there is something going between my thighs

You see Mr. I breath from there…

But then don’t you breath from hole too?

 

I’ve been scared walking on the ancient silk

routes, always  covered in dark veil stalked by

the hawk eyes, conscious of my timid  moves.

 

But terrified to come home for I’ll pay the lofty

price of loitering after the dark…

 

In The Land for No Women I am known as a

harlot, well you see Mr. I am those women who

always wear matching sandals ,paint their lips

scarlet and plant kisses with ease while

matching steps with you.

 

But I am no bitter Mr. because I see no

difference between you and me…

you see we both breath from the holes

 

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