on paradox

The paradox of freedom
is that it gives you borders
even as it offers you wings.

The paradox of voice
is in the way it knows how to speak,
yet cannot fathom to sing.

The paradox of love
is how it can grow
to feel oh, so much like hate.

The paradox of desire
rests in its ability
to seal our de trop fate.

you give alibis, all i hear are lies

You may have made me, but you will not break me.  I won’t let you tie my hands to the post.  Because I’ve made up my own mind about you.  Your lies won’t become my truth.  Today, I start my own life.  I make my own decisions.  I declare myself out loud so that I can stand there and be proud of the soul still left in me.  Your mind doesn’t know how to be free and so it clings to all of the insecurity you keep buried deep.  But your fear gives you away.  This time you won’t be able to sway others into believing what allows your ego to stay safe.  This time… I’m looking you in the eyes and calling you by name.

second hand news fiend

I’m not going to apologize
to friend or foe
alike for refusing
to swallow
the bullshit being fed to me.
I’m not going to pretend to like
the taste in my mouth
as it ruminates on my tongue,
bat my eyes and smile,
letting it satiate a sick hunger.

The battles I fight are constant;
the burdens I bear, relentless.
Because there are those
who seek truth
in place of lies,
and others who
can’t tell
the difference.

tail between legs

I disquiet more and more men as time goes by; evidence of how formidable I’ve become, I suppose.

I take it as a compliment.

They’ll stand there,
offended by my assumptions of them.
Then with tail between legs,
nose high in the air,
amble on as if I’m the one who’s said
something wrong;
done something to display
a grave
ignorance and disregard
for the
dignity and worth
of another
human being.

Perhaps I should wear a sign:

Don’t confuse my lightheartedness
with a willingness to laugh at your crude jokes.
Don’t mistake my tendency to want to please for the ability to understand your need to feel superior.
Don’t forget, my feelings and experiences as a woman are valid.
Don’t look away just because the truth is hard to take.