The Myth of The Man was on my TV screen today.
I walked up and turned him off when he said i wasn't adequate.
The Myth of The Man was at the restaurant today.
We successfully ignored him and paid for our food.
The Myth of The Man was in the gym yesterday.
He cracked his knuckles and thought thoughts i would never think.
The Myth of The Man was at the store yesterday.
Buying shaving cream and beer, i stole almond-encrusted goat cheese.
The Myth of The Man was on my computer screen today.
He gives back to the community and still plays sports.
Sitting in tights, looking at pictures of women sitting in tights.
Maybe it is that i want to be them.
The bright colors make me feel better, artificially better.
i do not know what it is called to be me.
i did not pay the 50 Grand to know
that it starts with a Q or a V and sounds funny.
(never occurred to me to do so)
In smelling lavender, i in no way feel sexual attraction for a man.
In being under a woman, submissive, i do not seek authority
But a sense of pleasure.
And that's great. And i like it.
i wear bright tights and cry tears of joy.