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In a very annoyed tone he told me

Not to go leaving my "woman things"

Laying around his place.

So I carefully gathered them all together:

Peeling my woman laughter off the walls

Removing my woman's touch from his decor

Tearing my woman smile out of the lighting

Lifting the imprint of my woman body

From where he had pressed it

Deep - into the posturepedic.

Then with everything packed tightly into my woman pride

I sprayed away any trace of my woman scent

Leaving the place as I found it

So many months ago

Now, if that wasn't what he meant

Let him come to my woman place

And clarify.