antifeminist (2002)

do I smell another form of control?
need I seek another creative liberation,
another rationalization?
just to keep you near.

you are my politicide.
calling into question all that I work for,
all that I pride.

the rumbling in my gut tells me to let you go
yet I remain chained to you, imprisoned.
despite your willingness to let me fly.

the same spot we left it awhile back
the identical feeling:
me always questioning...
you always wondering...
so let us leave it.
let it be.

all that comes to pass without our hand,
all that is will and grace is natural.
to let it be is most calming and natural.

it is the antifeminist who exists in the calm,
it is the antifeminist who believes it is natural.