A Wardrobe Malfunction
I find your societal distinctions
reek of sentiment and disbelief
in the worth of the rest of humanity.
Despite that, I like listening to you talk
about this and that.
Almost like, you know where it’s all at.
Then, you show through
like a little slip of a nip in the embarrassing dress
of a woman whose breasts
have seen better men than the applications
she’s currently taking.
Drink this, and you’ll feel better, I tell you,
and you do.
Oh, you do.