men write poems about fucking women
and vaginas and tits
and glorious juices and getting drunk after
and I can’t
because I have a vagina
and tits
and I get uncomfortable if they want to drink after.
and if I wanna write about how I really like it
when he climbs on top of me
and puts his cock into my warm hot love-cave,
it’s just erotic poetry.
by a woman
and it doesn’t mean anything
but if I was a “slut”
a “whore”
and I said “no”
and wrote a poem about “rape”
it would make women love me as a feminist
but I’m not a feminist
I just like it when he fucks me
and his chest hair falls out
and covers my nipples and goes into my bellybutton
I don’t mind having to
lint roll
the sheets