Subtle Overt Resistance

I'm sorry, was that sexist?
Did I offend you with my
so-tiny-it-doesn't-even-matter joke?

I have nothing against you women.
I love you, even.

Like how you struggle under my weight,
whimpering under my force.
Damning me with your every breath.

You know how you tear up after I'm done?
I love that the most.

So, I'm sorry if I offend.
Excuse me, if I don't take women's lib seriously.
You women are just something else.

Tell me again about this “gender construction.”
I promise I won't laugh.