lola

some men are unhappy
being men.
they want it gone.
yes, that it.
I cringe at the thought.
they want to wear
dresses
and have a parade for
their confusion.
wear lipstick
and stockings.
they want a handbag
to match their shoes.
to each his own,
or her own. who is anyone
to judge.
don't pick up any stones
to throw,
we all got something,
baby.
it's hard to change horses
in midstream,
but go for it,
giddyup.