Monday, August 10, 2009

Glass Ceiling

As she tried to break through
the glass ceiling,
She noted the men on
the glass floor.
Were looking down her shirt.

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1 comment:

j.monkman. said...

you're describing some my most inner thoughts,
in this moment of now, my dreams, metaphysical reveries,
and emotions.
usually i don't tell a soul, but somehow.. you know.
our hearts, our minds, our stories...

the T.O.E! wtf!

your friend, your brother, and your bleed poetry addict.
see you, xo.