The Weyward Sisters have something to say today on Sudden Denouement.
You dropped by today
dissected my verse
thoughtfully pointed out
all the ways I could
smooth out my edges
to slide more gently past
your discerning eyes
you must be fucking new here
if you think
I was asking for it
not a fan of unsolicited advice
I like my truth
with a hint of lemon for acidity
that stings going down
I didn’t see you there
although I can already tell you like to stare,
as if it is your obligation
to females everywhere.
And everywhere you seem to be.
You’re the type who lingers in keyboards,
assaulting our letters
with ones you would never dare to speak.
You’re the type who visits galleries just to sigh,
point out the vulvas in the petals
and tut at a landscape you’ve never visited.
You’re the type who slumps way down…
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