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To be a man attracted to women feels inherently predatory, and perhaps in some ways, it is. I don't really like that. It makes me feel fear to cause her fear. She keeps me in her peripheral vision as I walk behind her. I don't want to walk behind her, we're just headed in the same direction. Her hypervigilance, which she developed out of necessity, it focuses in on me. I can't blame her for that. I suppose I am scary. I suppose I am a potential trouble source. I am, and always will be, a potential threat. Evolutionarily speaking it is far safer to come up with a hundred false positives than it is to give the benefit of the doubt to something that does want to, and will, **** her. I don't want to hurt her. I swear I don't. I swear I am not dangerous. I swear she is delicate to me. She would be so easy to snap in half by accident, but she is so kind and sweet. I would take great care never to hurt her. I am so afraid to touch her. I am so afraid that I will hurt her. Do I walk like a ****** I think I might just. Do I talk like a killer? I think I might just. Though I surely hope not. I surely hope not.
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Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 9:25 AM UTC
on being a strange man who is attracted to women
To be a man attracted to women feels inherently predatory, and perhaps in some ways, it is. I don't really like that. It makes me feel fear to cause her fear. She keeps me in her peripheral vision as I walk behind her. I don't want to walk behind her, we're just headed in the same direction. Her hypervigilance, which she developed out of necessity, it focuses in on me. I can't blame her for that. I suppose I am scary. I suppose I am a potential trouble source. I am, and always will be, a potential threat. Evolutionarily speaking it is far safer to come up with a hundred false positives than it is to give the benefit of the doubt to something that does want to, and will, **** her. I don't want to hurt her. I swear I don't. I swear I am not dangerous. I swear she is delicate to me. She would be so easy to snap in half by accident, but she is so kind and sweet. I would take great care never to hurt her. I am so afraid to touch her. I am so afraid that I will hurt her. Do I walk like a ****** I think I might just. Do I talk like a killer? I think I might just. Though I surely hope not. I surely hope not.
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Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 9:25 AM UTC
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