At least five times a day

at least five times a day
without counting
all the times
i don’t notice
«where are you going?»
«where i want»
«hey beautiful»
«i know»

the words i don’t say
at least five times a day
«i’m gonna cut that hand»
«keep away from my butt»

keys in hands
as in cars advertisement
but not for driving
but for sticking
«just in case»

«wait until i‘m in’»
«i’ll change my way
because someone is following me»
«i’m scared»
the words i have said too many times
at least five times a day

at least five times a day
i’m an object
two legs to be watched
an ass to be touched

not all men
but yes all women

at least five times a day
the pedestrian
the female student
the lawyer
ornaments
art objects

today a man
three times my age
looked at me
for so long
that his neck
became the neck
of an ugly bird
i felt guilty
about my skirt too short

at least five times a day
i would like to be
an animal
and tear off the eyes
of whom looks at me in that way
but all i can do
is to feel guilty
about my skirt too short

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