How does it feel,
to denigrate a female?
Does it come to you,
naturally?
Offhand, you spontaneously think,
She’d be more attractive if she just tried a little.
Do the words roll off your tongue?
When you call her a slut —
Tell her she’s old and desperate,
After you’ve used her up,
Had your fill of backrubs and blowjobs,
For now anyway;
Until you get bored with the next one.
How does it feel,
To denigrate a female?
To render her not only unreal,
But unworthy,
and Unforgiven as well.
Your words betray her.
The lies — they shape her, bend her, break her.
Until she knows not what she is,
outside of you,
her captor, her savior —
the abuser.
