choke: a poem

I don’t want to be a palpable woman
 I want you to 
 choke 
 on my thoughts
 because they’re important
 and deserve time to go down 
 slowly
 and digest in your system
 before you spit back at me
 that I’m bossy
 and sassy
 and moody
 and just a girl
 in a corporate office 
 younger than you
 yet excelling in everything I touch
 I hate that I’m hated for being strong and
 confident
 I don’t fish for compliments
 or flatter my boss into liking me
 by pretending to like her
 I won’t make myself easy to swallow 
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