Woman

Woman

As the raging wheels clasped the watertight street
And the trapped maelstrom slurped the kick in,
Just as he was only a member he’d convey,
She wouldn’t reduce him to that
(Or herself)
However she was called a wench (by the callers)
Of leaking nausea, through the underbelly.
She was not a woman
That a vagina defined.
She was not a woman,
She was not a woman,
Not a woman at all 
But all the more a woman.