Adolescent men

Adolescent men, always
seeking refuge in a woman, grabbing
the sleeve, the glass, the gun, the knife, regretting
giving up, leaving things half-done,
shrugging shoulders at life, sticking
a note at the window, burning bridges before
new ones have been built,
plunging into a woman's womb,
crying for mom, what a mistake, what a dreadful mistake.
And nothing is left for women,
   no one to trust and find shelter, no one
but themselves. No other role
but the mother's, the caretaker's, the comforter's role.
That species of man is dangerously increasing.
One cannot even enjoy them in bed.

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