Searchin’ for a pill,
dyin’ from a bottle,
things are lookin’ up
cause a clown’s
servin’ Kool aid.
Cat wants my tongue,
lies want my allegiance,
slippin’ through curves
cause men don’t
like my pretty.
When push comes to shove,
I won’t follow… If I was a man,
I would be less of a bitch.
©Susie Clevenger 2020
