Okay, Thanks Man!
So far the thing I like the most
About being perceived as a man
Besides of course
The hair, the skin, the strength—
Is that I am usually estimated
Above my abilities, or at least
Everyone trusts
That I will figure it out eventually
Which, I suppose
To someone who doesn’t enjoy
Doing things for themselves
Might seem like a curse !!!
Ohhhh the horror
But for me, it was the treatment
I needed in order to feel like
I was finally able to be myself in this world.
Now, when I do something weird
That works
People say
“Oh awesome …!
Okay thanks man”
Instead of
“Hold on… hmmm okay…”
I’m sure to some sort of
Bitter sour kind of lazy assman
Who expects more from this world
Than a backhand —
It’s a hunch, but I feel
He
Might feel entitled to
More than an
“Okay thanks man”
But for me
It’s medicine
Each time someone says
“He gave me the idea beforehand”
Or
“Okay thanks man!”
Or even just a
“That’s okay, thanks anyway”
“See you later man”
Even when you know
That guy thinks you’re an idiot—
He still respects you enough
Not to say it. Something
Women, cruelly—
Rarely experience. Or at least,
I didn’t