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Invalidated
i look at the boys there on tv
in commercials, in sports, in primetime
something about it saps me dry
i can rely on it every time
broad shoulders, jock inclinations
pointedly masculine behaviors
all fire up my frustrations
i know they're the stuff life favors
somehow in the shuffle, in the mix
i wind up a joker in the deck
i can't be used for any quick fix
just a passing pain in the neck
as she looks at me with searing eyes
i know that this life won't compromise
maybe for her, but not for me
an archetype's all i can be
so i lay in bed eating wheat thins
watching a simpsons rerun
it's the only way i'll chance some grins
the only way i'll have fun
there'll be no bright lights for me
no lovely sights to see
no one in whom i can afford to invest
no thrill of romantic conquest
because women these days claim independence
no man can define them, shortchange or malign them
yet they still maintain their dependence
so we'd better be taller and have muscles
and well afford that trip to brussels
it seems that romancing the single life
is a better solution to ride on
i know solitude can pierce like a knife
but can't conceive someone else to rely on
"in some ways i work, but not all the way"
"she'll never like me, she'd never stay"
"she's out of my league, i'd best keep away"
all stem from cultural norms
and i don't adhere to the forms
when push comes to shove i'm invalidated
thus my walking through life so frustrated
in commercials, in sports, in primetime
something about it saps me dry
i can rely on it every time
broad shoulders, jock inclinations
pointedly masculine behaviors
all fire up my frustrations
i know they're the stuff life favors
somehow in the shuffle, in the mix
i wind up a joker in the deck
i can't be used for any quick fix
just a passing pain in the neck
as she looks at me with searing eyes
i know that this life won't compromise
maybe for her, but not for me
an archetype's all i can be
so i lay in bed eating wheat thins
watching a simpsons rerun
it's the only way i'll chance some grins
the only way i'll have fun
there'll be no bright lights for me
no lovely sights to see
no one in whom i can afford to invest
no thrill of romantic conquest
because women these days claim independence
no man can define them, shortchange or malign them
yet they still maintain their dependence
so we'd better be taller and have muscles
and well afford that trip to brussels
it seems that romancing the single life
is a better solution to ride on
i know solitude can pierce like a knife
but can't conceive someone else to rely on
"in some ways i work, but not all the way"
"she'll never like me, she'd never stay"
"she's out of my league, i'd best keep away"
all stem from cultural norms
and i don't adhere to the forms
when push comes to shove i'm invalidated
thus my walking through life so frustrated
Old Man
in an outlet - too many choices. Nice image. It is all of us ~a~
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A belated thank you for that
A belated thank you for that comment I found tonight while rearranging this collection so it actually displays as originally intended. I am aghast at the naïveté of this collection over a decade beyond it, and this comment means a lot to me.
This comment is regarding my poem "Two Sides," the fourth in this collection.