Do the men these days embrace
women who squeeze life from breathing things?
Do they come so disconnected from their souls
women fill them up with vomit and they say:
Ya Baby, now I’m whole?
Do the men these days need the coverup
of their fears dressed up as adventures to nowhere,
able to titillate briefly and long-term depress?
Do the men these days work better ripped open
by the already empty dolls that dot the place? Why
Do the hearts of men feel better with the violence?
What happened to compassion and meeting heart-to-heart?
Who is teaching us how to love?
Who hid the fact: the hurt of you hurts me; But
the love of you, saves us.
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