It’s How-to Throw it All Away

Be a Peter-Pan    
only inner child
   
Every hello let    
disdain be  
your chief refrain    
   
Tonight it’s how    
I cooked the rice  
   
There’s only    
one right way  
   
To ask - do not    
even try to be nice  
   
Do not ask  
what’s going on...  
   
Do not give    
a chance to    
self-correct    
and fawn....  
   
Be the angry man  
at everything    
   
Blame and game    
and get it on  
   
Why apologize?  
 
   
Why bother to    
realize...  
   
...when you gaze at  
sexy women and    
   
praise God that  
you’re a man...  
   
that I can choose    
to share    
a glimpse of me  
   
to bravely    
dare  
 
...to show  
and share
 
What’s been  
exclusively
 
and always
before
your    
open sight  
   
and if perchance  
I habituate    
   
to life without    
your salty scorn  
   
You may find    
you have learned  
   
how to throw    
it all away