Gender thigh gap

Tucked toes
teetering on their tips
figures bound in stationery
fearful eyes touch rounded hips
see-through ceilings
crystallised eroded stones
marked invisible walls
hidden pitfalls
who says you haven’t got balls?

Aesthetic measures conflate true treasures
Red glossed lips
Body bounded in blouse
“Etiquette my dear,
don’t be so queer!”
as to not arouse

spotless figures
must masquerade among
dirt patterned pillars
“man up my dear,
don’t be so queer!”
Men: omit a tea stained sneer

All the workplace is a stage
“Adhere little missy,
Don’t get pissy!’
Or you’ll be out without a bob
This is the only way you get a job

Not only are you to
enkindle
engender
arouse
inspire
and light your boss’ fire
but to show your gender thigh gap
pick up pencils
and make coffees
that kind of crap
whatever you do don’t snap…