Death to the Follicles!

If every woman decided not to shave her pubes
Would every heterosexual male get disgusted?
Would he get to chasing her around, with a razor, yelling
“death to thy follicles”?
Would he
In an attempt to please himself
In an attempt to have a muse, a rhythmic being to stroke himself to,
Shave HIS pubes, turn autosexual, and love himself down?
Would he?
Scrub get tubes of Nairs and layer his legs
Protest!
Scream on top of his lungs, for fairness?!
Would he, though?
I wonder…
Only God knows for sure,
But something tells me, he’d be hysterical, Act out,
Pull the disgusting card
And eventually, in the thick of the night
When he’s ready to calm the fuck down
When his dick gets restless, rigid, and warm
He’d come banging on her hairy pube’s door.
8:43pm September 28 2011

What one flat ass said to the other.

To the folks who are written within this:

This is for..all these females out there who

-have been asked if they really were black because their backsides were too tiny. Way too tidy.
-whose beauties diminished once they grew old enough to realize that a black woman's beauty is always behind her. Yes, you know what am talking about.
-who have ever said to another "at least i have something, your ass is concaved-in" since its a dog diss dog world out there.
- who spends a considerably great mount of time, feeling like she lackswholeness.
-can walk into any given room at any moment and within 5 minutes, tell you the butt size of every single woman in that room. She brings with her into every situation this question of her goodness...of greatness or best yet, her 'good-enough-ness'.
-who obsessively watches her back since she figured, the whole world must be watching it for lack of its presense.
-who feels too stiffled to speak, too shameful to say it yet lives it too vividly to ignore it.
-who knows just what Claudia was feeling.

Who may have contemplated what she did. Silly though it is, it is no suprise.

Who wants to be the forgotten? Who wants to be seen as a defective being?
We'd all like to be made whole.

I'm just saying though... from one "concaved-ass-woman" to another, I totally, totally, feel you.

You(I), are a victim of a deeply superficial time. A victim of nothingness. Of lips with no voices, of eyes without sights. You, are a victim of a time of words that mean nothing. Meaningless. Empty.

You are to feel shame when you cannot be used as a free sex tool to which men, women, and these days, kids too, can go home to jerk off to. You, do not offer the world what they can fuck without even touching you. Sorry but your arms isnt sexual enough to bust a nut to... and apparently, neither is your butt. And well, your brain? Who on earth wants to give that a crack? Who wants to hear what you have to sare? How DaRE you wish to be recognized for your beauty? How DARE you wish to be considered "good" enough when well, you do not symbolize femininity. Thus, you are not their "it" girl.

Lets shift our thoughts for a second; from us, to these people who I'm calling "they". The "none-us"es; THEM.

Them that have been fed this illusion of what makes a woman. Yes, them. Just for a second.

And done.

I guess we all have been "fed" one thing or another. Been... misinformed one way or another.

And back:
To the folks who have NO choice BUT to re-feed themselves the truth, I urge you to re-educate yourselves in what it is what makes you whole. You are whole. You were MADE whole. Lack of a 2-pound weight attched to the back of your hips does not make you less of a feminine being.

You are whole.

Hey, this is getting long... am just saying. From one "flatass" to another, you are still a woman.
Sincerely,

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