Make me less of a woman
Less soft and more firm
Not so smothered in feeling
A rock undisturbed.
Free me from being a woman
Slave to moon and tide
Undo mood and desire
And all their lies.
Make me less female, girly
Needing a man’s caress
Thriving on word and gesture
Make me less.
Call me andric, ascetic
Eusocial as an arthropod
Wanting no affection
Pure as a god.
Take away curves and cravings
And love songs played in my head
Stop up my teary eyes
To be stoic instead.
Make me less of a woman
I hate to care so much
To want his arms to hold me
And feel his touch.
Make me less of a woman
And if you can’t then please
Give me someone man enough
For all my needs.
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