progressively regressive

The rain last night
reflected my experience
the inception of
great possibilities
subtracted by
my hips and curves
this curse of persuasion
that fails to bring
insight to my plight
and let my wisdom
fight for what is right
even spooky fell pray
to the ghost of sexual dismay
when I ran away demanding
I stay strong and respected
smart and protected
pixels were all I intended
expected the techNo_h0e.