Close Encounters of the Fifth Kind
With icky, misbehaving men
I want to scream their ignorance back at them
Instead, frustration descries in this poem
Tired of getting heated
Misunderstood
Mistreated
Adjustments, on my part, are needed
I have yet to know what those adjustments are. In light of it all, I am still hopeful and will not lower my expectations. I prefer to hold men (and everybody, irrespective of identity) to a higher standard, as I do myself. (And if I am being a hypocrite, you must call me on it! Every time!)
– It’s me, Sam 🙂
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