100 Words - Puzzle?
My sexual path through life could be considered retrograde at best. Zigging when they wanted me zagging. Tender when manly was desired. Manly when tender was needed. I am the extra unneeded piece in the sexual puzzle box, never finding a fit.
Some times I get placed in the middle, but eventually the other pieces move in around me and I’m found to be in the wrong place. Yet again I’m set aside, replaced by a better fit.
Now I sit here alone on society’s coffee table. Waiting for the next puzzle. Hoping to finally have a place to fit.