She may hate herself more than you hate her
You can’t say anything until your phallic privilege subsides
You ridicule her for using words like phallus
You humiliate her for attracting you
For loving you more than herself.
You know exactly when it begins to go where you do not know how to swim
You know when to say that you do not know how to be loved
But you do not say
You wait and will blame her for not seeing that you were an axe waiting to be used.