Why girls are such girls
I want to be free to say stupid things and not be taken for stupid.
From my diction and inflection it will be clear that I’m being ironic even when I’m not. My sarcasm will flow through you unabated and my ignorance will not spoil the emotion. When I pronounce words incorrectly and tongue-trip incessantly, you will find it endearing without being patronising.
When I pause to think, not because I don’t know what to say, but because in the presence of others I often forget how to say it, you will realise that I’m thoughtfully articulating instead of internally gesticulating worries about how best to come off to you, so I can come on to you, in the hope of coming all over you, when I come over later.
Your suspicion of my inhibitions will be laid to rest once you’ve engendered every sense of the word confidence in me, because rather unfortunately, my confidence isn’t innate; it’s slow shy land turtles that poke their heads out only when it’s safe. With minds in full view and thoughts made of glass, our lives will switch on like gaudy crystal lighting. This shining combination will blind you to what I desperately need you (not) to see.
When I speak, jet-stream rainbows will shoot from my mouth, my candy-coated tongue will stimulate your salivary glands, and your blood-sugar levels will skyrocket.
I want you to be free to say stupid things and not be taken for stupid. Because stupid has got a bad rap through overuse. Girls are not stupid by virtue of being girls. Some are stupid by virtue of being borne. But this has fuck all to do with being girls; it has all the fuck to do with being us.
26 February 2008 at 9:14 pm
A(wo)men! Hear me roar! Or meow! And giggle with silliness when the serious men at the board table are making decisions, taking decisions with their dour faces. To (some of) their credit, some of them smile sincerely, even chuckle at my girlish approach to their business. This girlish approach from the generally giggly is obviously appreciated by someone or else I wouldn’t be among them making them take themselves less seriously because I take them even less seriously than I take myself.
You are perceptive, and I envy the things you do with words. x
26 February 2008 at 10:08 pm
Hmm, trim it down, rework some of it, cut & paste a little, and you’d have Delusive Snippet #9?
27 February 2008 at 1:19 pm
it’d be nice if someone got it, really got it - just once in a while, yeah?
27 February 2008 at 8:41 pm
Thoughtful, thought-provoking poetry, with an edge.
This demands to be read aloud, not only to let those thoughts have their time away from the page to infiltrate one’s mind, but to hear the creativity of the language come alive.
Here’s to those who get it, yes.
27 February 2008 at 9:00 pm
Clarissa: Yes, put them in a suit and all of a sudden they are too good to giggle. Lemon-sucky faces. [Thank you.]
2ndhandsoul: There will be plenty more delusive snippets along soon, I’m sure.
Thehappymisfit: Yes, just once in a while. :)
AUW: You are too kind to me, as always. Here’s to you.
3 March 2008 at 8:09 pm
The things you do with words! What a pleasure it is to read those words.