Unsee Me Man
See me, woman,
treat me man.
Do all you can
to ignore my waist
my food intake
my lack of grace
the sheepish look upon my face
at sight of woman
reserved for man.
Can you not see me, woman,
yet speak as man
would to another
instead of other; hunny, sweet, shy
'bright enough' or, still more rough,
pretty. Parts a'bud
to you with meaning
are but misleading happenstance of flesh.
I stand here, woman,
soul of mankind as any other.
Stoic, proud (despite my training)
as I await my next castrating.
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