there’s a hole in the whole

[International Women’s Day]

there’s a hole in the whole
when a hole is subjugated and negated
by the self-inflated virtue of a pole

there’s a hole in the soul
when polarity’s half narrative
is crafted by the masculine
as like the cosmic whole

there’s a line
there’s a circle
there’s a force
there’s a form
whether clear
or oblique
it’s unique
in its norm
for the existential journey
of each human being born