THE RITUAL: 1. A WOMAN, BECAUSE...
- Dark Poets Club

- Sep 16
- 1 min read
By The Neo-Revsolutionist

Because she has crow's Feet
Bloodshot, dilated pupil eyes With
mascara bleeding down
Her red-flushed menopausal
Embarrassed peach-fuzz cheeks,
She shall not be re-touched, Body-
shamed or photo-shopped.
Because she has pouting
Cigarette lips with crevices
Between cupids bow and nostrils
That store the remaining
Narcotic juiced traces,
She shall never be re-assigned, Body-
conscious or photogenic.
Because she has lost boy tribe
Stretched earlobes
That contain sterling silver platelets
Which clunk against her
Third Reich tattooed neck,
She shall neither be re-identified,
Body-perfect or photometric.
Because she has crucifix
And quoted Proverbs
Covering a mutilated mastectomy
Which she religiously pads out
With Kleenex in Wonderbras,
She shall not be re-aligned,
Bodymorphus or photonic,
Because - she is a Woman.
She will forever be re-evaluated,
Always Body-Psyched and
Photokinetic.



