Women.
Creatures made of Fire and Stone.
Cold. Sometimes raging about
silly things
such as why you left early
and why didn’t you pay the tab
and why you didn’t call me.
Women, Man, like a Woman like a Man
we are all the same, I think.
Except when it comes to silly things
such as reading while talking to her
on the phone. How I’m not listening
to the story about her friend who’s
boyfriend told her that he’s going
to the military.
Women.
Despite all the jokes and laughs,
she’ll still think you’re not funny
enough or not tall enough
or not fit enough for her tastes.
Still, women are creatures
of Fire and Stone.
Women make us Men feel
do or think about dilemmas
about paradoxes that
we would otherwise ignore.
Women make a Man fall on his knees
mopping the floor with them along.
Women make Men who they are, today.
Women have the kind of power to bend
the rules and twist reality to a point
where a Man sees what a Woman
decides for him to see.
Women are Truth in motion.