She & Me

                                                                             

Sexist, chauvinist, feminist

She drinks coffee and I tea.

She looks up from her magazine

As if to accuse me of its content

As I shrug offhandedly.

She swears,

I smile,

She is she and I am me.

Objectified, materialized, typified,

She smiles darkly while I grin sharply

She reaches out to grab my paper

Very intent to see the drawing

I have done so carefully

She mumbles,

I chuckle,

She wants to be me as much as I she.

Idealism, realism, everythingism,

She spills her coffee and my tea

She looks back at me smile dissolving

Like the stained ink on the table

Of my penned possibility.

She curses,

I sigh,

She is still she and I am still me.