I don't feel superior to women, but

[Diana Moon Glampers]

I would not want to be one.
I suppose there must be some reason to be grateful
some benefit to being a man
fucking women has always been high on my list.

Amazing to me that at twenty six my nephew is so concerned with acting like a man.
I suppose I was too
Clueless
His work ethic is way beyond mine at that age
He is a good man, a valuable man
a worker.

But in other ways he is so immature.
He keeps looking for what it is to be a man in movies and tv shows.
His childhood trashed
He can't stand to lookin side his head
at that can of worms.

How many times have I heard his father tell him that sharks are more likely to attack women because they sense the blood.

[SadLuckDame]

I like being a woman. I could go out and get attention, albeit just surface attention, any time I wanted to. I can marvel at my bodies ability to birth. I'm more so allowed to be moody, emotional, mouthy and devilish at opportune moments. I can blame everything on Eve or Adam. I'm designed more flexible, I blush.
I'm equipped to survive.
I only lack strong arms to be surrounded in.
A hero to protect me.
And an ability to not fear.
Not able to go solo the road.

If I could be a woman made from leather
I'd be ready. The power in my head doesn't match
the looks of my body. I'd be too fierce for words, had I both.

[stilltrucking]

mousey1 wrote:

gender is overblown
in art and life
like false tits
it distorts the original design
makes a mockery of it

I submit that my sex
is not appeal
just happenstance
and so I make the more or less of it

It's all bogus man.

http://www.studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtop ... sc&start=0

Oh am desperately seekin love
Every morning I go out and stand uder the live oak treee and hold my arms out ready to catch her when she falls into my arms.

Nothing to do with anything
but all I want from a woman these days is someone to cry over my grave.

sometimes at night when the cold wind moans
In a long black veil she cries over my
bones

[SadLuckDame]

I didn't say I wanted a man. I merely said had I parts of him, then I'd be fully formed in a fierce fashion.
I don't want to think about your death, or his, or his.
It taps into one of my weaknesses.

[SadLuckDame]

I want my grave to say,
here lies a simple woman
plain but some how loved.

[jackofnightmares]

Is it okay if I think about death

It is important to me that she survive me.

If anything happens to him

I fear for her sanity

For her very life.

I should post that to Doreen's Fear on artlog

[SadLuckDame]

Yes, of course it is.
I'd cry over his bones.
I do now sometimes.
It's frustrating though, cause it uncovers
a neediness I've tried to bury.

[jackofnightmares]

a neediness I've tried to bury.

I can relate to that.

can I ever.

[SadLuckDame]

The only out is tragic.
Running Bear and White Dove.
But, I'm not suicidal.

Besides, I already jumped off that leap poetically.
Alzheimer's will be relief. Those childhood monsters an easier beast.

[Diana Moon Glampers]

I like Diana Moon Glampers a lot
All the people in Rosewater county Indiana thought she was too dumb to live.

I tilt at my windmills


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