Celestial Cages

Countless stars were born

and died to create the cages

we live our whole lives in.

Sometimes the bars stretch

or shrink,

or blacken with bruises,

after being pushed to the brink.

 

The classic male, with his sturdy

prison cell consisting of

arms that bulge but cannot connect

with anything of substance.

The classic male, with his eyes

darkened from lust for violence,

or lust for the sake of lust,

staring at the world as if it were made for him

to own.

The classic male, with his teeth

gritted and a constant

glare of disapproval for

those who only seek approval.

 

The ostracized male,

sick of keeping up the façade

of emotional invincibility and

bullheaded courage.

 

The classic female,

demure and waifish,

fluttering through a room like

a trick of the light.

The classic female,

a bright and wide eyed

ingenue.

Her tongue lying still forever.

The classic female, small

in strength

but able to lift cars to protect her baby

with the arms that built a home.

 

The ostracized female,

torn between what she wants to be

and what is acceptable,

fists clenched and ready.

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