I would like something clean, comfortable— something nice.
I’m tired of the dis-ease, of mismatched dates, and of sexual tension.
I’m tired of feminists who dictate our equality and then make me pay for dinner.
I’m tired of brats, or greenies for whom I do not suffer enough—
I want, I want, I want . . .
something simple,
with no hang-ups,
no rules,
just me,
and her— Let her keep what she is. Let me be me.