The Compliment Poem by Thomas Case

The Compliment

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I want to get
the facts out.
The glass from under
my skin.
The rails from the
timber.
Just because I said
that your ass looks
nice in those jeans,
doesn't mean you
get to treat me like
sex crazed dog.
I gave you a compliment;
nothing more.
You're not an object.
And neither am I,
so don't talk to
me like one.
I'm not every
other guy you've
ever met.
Lift your eyes
a little higher,
that's where I am.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deluke Muwanigwa 04 March 2021

A nice lament. Them girls like them tall dark and handsome. Now she knows.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 04 March 2021

A very thought-provoking poem, these words you don't talk to a woman. Right? But you wrote a brilliant poem!

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Kostas Lagos 03 March 2021

Can a misunderstanding be the beginning of something beautiful? Good poem!

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Thomas Case

Thomas Case

Oxnard, California
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