if i were a woman
Justin Hyde
all the men
with dull pocket-knives
full of paste.
the moneymakers
the janitors
the teenage masturbation cases
the poets
the almond eyed bundys
waiting to go tire-iron
on my skull.
the weasel eyes
carving my silhouette
like a pig farmers
blade.
if i were a woman
id have no need
for the feminists.
no,
id either of
put in with sylvia
or hit the highways
with that praying mantis
whore.
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