Pretty Man

 

women warned

cats scorned

 

knew when you 

were born

 

what they were 

in for

 

distractions felt

below the belt 

 

In the battle of sexes

you're a nightingale 

 

problems you’ll never know

outcomes taken on

 

punches felt

wrapped in a tablecloth

 

feelings can’t be reasoned on

when people stare back

 

whispering when 

you’ve broke down

 

“Such a pretty man.”

◄ Institutional Memory

Summer of Thinking Too Much ►

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