Misogyny & the catch 22.
Blue eyed catch as eyes clash in a mismatched match of what could be and has.
Who knows what devastation could hatch.
Preplanned hardwired, mesmerised trip wires.
All slap dash misogyny catch 22 irony with a you who’d graciously best me.
You don’t dance the longest road.
You walk the vogue holy stroll ass home.