pfffft, men, what are you going to do?

my friend J B, tells me that she's

tired of meeting

dopes online.

the coffee meetup, the drink

in a bar,

the walk in the park.

all these men fall immediately

in like, lust or love

and want more of me.

walking around and talking isn't

enough for them.

they all want to be with me more

often. they want to kiss

and take it the next level.

they want me to schedule

my life around theirs,

and we just met.

i feel like one of those stuffed

animals at the carnival

that men are trying to win.

tossing their rings onto the

wooden pegs.

pfffft, men? i tell her.

so what are you doing saturday?

dinner, my place?