this one’s for the ladies …

I hate to inform you of this

female

but I may have

zero interest

in your oh

so revered snatch

it might not be the single most

pertinent X mark

on my trail map.

Like a gawking peacock

hen-ing its head ’round

begging for attention

own the assumption

that those tail feathers

of color and lore

are tucked up there so tight

to match their preciousness.

Check my sources

ask any of them

coffee cigarette both neither

mention that I love them

they will explain in laborious detail

the nature of my single-mindedness

but, tonight, alone

we may all have been

and are

wrong.