Druthers

On the whole, I think this afternoon, I may prefer to be a woman.

Unencumbered by male vanity and arrogance, impossible dreams and missions.

The females I see and read are, on the whole, superior to the males. 

Better authors, for one thing; more readable, more humane, more sensitive and peace-loving.

Women seem to contain this giant unspeakable...SECRET that their quiet subtle smiles leak.

Unknowable by a male such as myself, I can only look at their physical attributes and lust for what is contained within.

Sobbing quietly, I withdraw into myself and find....