Striped Stockings Monologue

Do I make you feel
out of sorts? Is my flesh
too much for your eyes
to suffer? Do nipples
and buttocks offend you?

I see.

You want me
all covered up,
restricted. Why? How
does my being
who I am affects
your living?

I offend you,
you mean? Well, too bad—
your stupidity insults me
all the time,

but you won’t see me
putting a bra on it.

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the wee notes…
– Some time ago, someone (and I’m disgusted to say the someone is an educated woman) said that she wore brassieres and clothes that covered her unshaven legs, “out of respect for others. A woman has the freedom to look and be as nasty as she wants. But it would be wrong to make other people suffer her lack of pride.” I remember staring at her pinched expression, and thinking, I hope your self-hatred isn’t contagious. I also felt a bit sorry for her… and a lot sickened by her beliefs.
–  Linked to the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads ~ Tuesday Platform.

 


“Beautiful Freak in Striped Hose”, by Shelle Kennedy

My Own Ink-Beast

Freaks are like everyone else, we are just freaky about being… and beautiful. If you are a Beautiful Freaks Fest participant, searching for a place to add your latest entry, follow the link. If you have stopped by to delight in my poetry, then read on. 

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I am
an ordinary freak,
beautiful
when I want. I am terror
and bliss, my own ink-
beast… I think (dancing)
in shadows and rainbows.

Ordinarily,
I am a beautiful freak.

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the wee notes…
– Linked to the Beautiful Freaks Fest 2017, hosted by Mistress Emma and moi.
– Follow this link to enter my stitched poetry giveaway. I’ll pick a winner on 6/30.
– Also linked to Poets United ~ Poetry Pantry 359.

What about you?