I can’t stand the way you look at me
So I sit my ass right down.
I meet your avaricious gaze
With a thought provoking frown.
I’ll hold my breath and a bears paw
While I twirl around my drink
Hoping, always, that just for once,
I didn’t have to think:
About the bar, about the scene,
My dress, my shoes, my hair.
All of it an alleged invitation,
For the predators to stare.
I cannot leave the buildin...