Society's guidebook to being a "successful woman" Was surely written by men who wanted to be more "successful with women" For it is graced by the grimy fingerprints That bound these pages with the soot Of burned out attempts at seduction.
Look how She turns her face away from you As she erodes inward To escape your invitational glare.
Hear her Breath as it catches on each prickling remark, Slowly unravelling from politeness To annoyance.
Threatened.
Your mother Must have told you that We're humans, worthy of respect, of decency, But The posters boasting flesh and flesh alone Invite you, Condone.