by Bradd Howard
I too have been driven crazy by a man.
so let me meet you by the lakeshore before
you jump in.
We'll have girl talk,
form a bond of sisterhood.
We can talk about the many and myriad ways we've
been fucked over by men.
Don't do it Ophelia babe.
That Hamlet may have been a stud,
but he's nothing to go crazy over,
believe me I've been driven crazy by the worst.
... oh and Ophelia some words of advice...
When a man looks you in the eyes and tells you he loves you,
question his motives before jumping in.
Posted on 05/06/2005
Copyright © 2020 Bradd Howard
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Kimberly Bare on 06/09/05 at 03:54 PM|
so spunky! i enjoy the attitude in this...you really have a lot of good, fun poems!
|Posted by Michelle Angelini on 11/13/05 at 09:49 PM|
Bradd, this title pulled me into your words and I feel the pain and emotion written between the lines. I often identified with Ophelia, too, but the true tragedy is that these guys don't know what they're missing when they lie to people like us.