Verse – Animals
She felt like prey when men
she did not know
would call to her as she
would walk to work.
With head held high she would
not even show
she heard, but soon would hear
another jerk
whistling or clucking–one
would even bark…
Her dress was modest, no
short skirt, tight pants,
décolletage. Guys tried
to make their mark
still, would persist, ignore
her resistance.
She had kept rabbits as
a girl and knew
what happened when you put
a female inside
the cage of a young buck.
The four-month doe
was circled, bitten, kissed,
then he would ride.
Rabbits were bred to breed–
can human males
let women choose when to
be animals?
– Steve Shoemaker, November 3, 2014
Views from the Edge 
Can men choose when to be animals?
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Mona, it depends of the pheromones. LOL
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Quite true, I wrote a poem about catcalling too — “Ricochet” — and it was based on personal experiences.
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Thanks, Charlotte, for coming by. Have you been here before?
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No, I was just checking the poetry feed 🙂
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Thanks for coming by. -:)
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It was my pleasure 🙂
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