Public Bathroom Grudge Graffiti

Now, he doesn’t have to leave his room.

Except, not this clever.
Except, not this clever.

In decades past, he wrote on bathroom walls
With all the courage of the newly scorned;
With phone numbers and “for-a-good-time-call’s”,
His sentiments, both crass and unadorned —

But now he doesn’t have to leave his room
To strike out at the women who he’s loathe
To admit were his poor libido’s doom,
And who (he wishes) he could each unclothe —

But like the wall obscenities of yore,
He’ll work to do what damage that he can:
And prove again, as has been proved before –
One can be male, and still not be
A man

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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