You’re a receptacle, Woman
You supposed to have no desires
And no lustful thoughts
Those make you bad,
Unworthy of your decent sisters
Don’t you know that?
Didn’t you have a modicum
Of proper upbringing?
Or were you trash—
Letting boys touch you all over
Even screw you?
Don’t go to bars, Woman
Don’t ride with bikers,
Scream with joy,
Date a different race,
Live in a trailer and other things
Like those, Woman
You know
Wild like
Don’t need any fingers to point
Chuck those jeans, Woman
That hideous polyester
Buy yourself some office clothes
Smart blouses for business
Pretty woolen skirts
Buy you some black pumps,
Brown pumps, beige pumps,
Sea-blue pumps
Look successful and feel it
Lie, cheat and steal, but
Look your role, dammit
Earn your pay
Receptacle. Means receive, Woman
Don’t forget it.
Don’t rock things, ya hear?
Boats and shit
Just don’t
Put…or…keep…those…crazy…ideas…
In…ya…little…head…
Sanja xo
Thanks Randal for sharing, Newfie Hugs, Rose
Micke
Be always safe,
Karen