I have come back to you
to see the scorn in your face
and the derision in your wry smile.
I have come back to you
to see your eyes, like that of a tart’s
upon finding her client impotent.
I have come back to you
to shrink myself at your silence
and try to regain my virility lost in the street.
Now I know
that only a woman can give birth to a man
that only a woman can make a man
that only a woman can put him to death.
