I see a future in you
Childless woman, wretched spinster
That bitterness you reek of
That you’re judged for
Which seeps out of your corners
In undeserved rage over unrelated objects
Who then condemn you again for it, duly
And that fear, oh that fear
Destitution, madness
Lying in a road somewhere
Devoid of sanity, dignity
Living an unlife by coins discarded at your side
And maybe I can offer you solace
Because this life you resent so
My willing future, I’ve crowned it
Conditioned myself for it
Prepared to fare better should it come to it
Because the alternatives are just as bad
It’s only your conditioning
That crowds peripheral, making you hunger it
I see a past in you
A past of mine that never materialized
Had it not been for the right input at the right time
Your overtly feminine graces
Too young for coy glances
Too young for their reception by predatory simpletons
But eager still, to please, to obey
Positive reinforcement works wonders, I must say
On goes the abuse right in front of my eyes
But I’m just some random woman who drinks wine
My assigned seat is on sidelines of your days
Be you my blood to which I’ve long refused claim
But maybe I can offer you knowledge
Because this life you crave so
Her speculative future, she crowned it
Conditioned herself for it
Prepared very little should it not come to it
Because the alternatives were hidden
So resist your conditioning
This Opaline facade, rip your way out of it
I can offer this only
But I am truly sorry
I wish I could reverse
Your unconsented lobotomy