Muffle


I see the women of my generation violated by madness;

Objectified, groped, raped.

Asking for it because their cleavage was visible;

Asking for it because they covered too much;

Asking for it because they wore red lipstick and eyeliner;

Asking for it simply because of the vagina they seem to possess –

Envying the mighty Penis gods.

They dared smoke and drink. They dared call themselves huMAN.

Being put into their place – beneath his feet;

At his mercy – smiling, cooing, blowing him kisses.

Denied justice upon the failure of character test.

Taught by their own mothers to suck up to the will, and  fancy of their husband

Taught to never speak out –

When daddy hurt them;

When the Neighbour uncle pinched them;

When a leech was too drunk to keep it in.

Muffled, when trying to speak up

“Ah, Carl, while you are not safe, I am not safe.”


  • The opening line is a rip off from Allen Ginsberg’s opening line of his Howl: “I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,”
  • The ending line is a direct quote from Howl.
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