back of the bus

I hear you at the back of the bus

Staring eyes up my legs

I hear words describing my body

From my toes to my head

You talk about what you would do

But you dont see my music is paused

You are being quite creative

But I still wont applause

Your lack of balls

Compliment me to my face

But its alright of course,

You wouldn’t even get a taste

Taylor

As a woman It can feel dehumanising when you hear people talking about your body and what they want to do. But there is still some empowerment I find in it, that something as simple as my body will be the centre of your attention, and conversation. Find it powerful how my body can turn their heads away from anything else to say.