Concerning the Fall from the House of Cosby and Presumable Estates

J'accuse    
     
by ugly shaft    
of privileged conversation      
come to bay      
at the edge of life —      
the words still at large.      
      
The unzipped lashes of narrow eyes    
hang the jury low the resolve of this awing life     
like stinging lemon      
while the Pope and pubescent eunuchs discern the facts.      
      
College youth freeze their eggs and mate in labs,      
belching shots beyond the self-authority of their careers out dark curtains      
and a self-defense Burdizzo.      
      
A court-home deliberates above thirty minutes of the women's tears on the Ponte Sant'Angelo bridge      
where get-aways were get-stark-aways expositing the bodies from Church executions.      
      
The manosphere explodes at the like rate of new witness,      
men going their own way.      
      
Wondering if we'd be better off without them...      
and their gray area,      
if gender imbalance didn't requisite mock interaction,      
that "can and will be used in a court of law"      
and a non-incumbent generation to raise on concurrent PBS commercial.
  
Their jails most clear; dispose the name.      
Is that the advantage curve of the patriarchy?      
For the archetype man, joblessness is death      
and the allegation flawless.      
Though, more blood is brokered.      
      
This Burdizzo of legal words,    
concluding the circumstantial,      
are the Romance forbear of "La donna è mobile"    
(not operatic and then less pretty) —  
likely accusable itself,      
affording immigrants and the poor fluent
little reference for their making love in an urban state.
      
However, unless we let a "harasser", "manipulator", "assaulter" walk,      
we can't bother ourselves with these examinations.
Re: "assaulter" walk out,      
we can't bother ourselves with these examinations.