Friday, January 6, 2012

(Untitled)

I sit on the
cold
hard
tile
Dirt
inside and out
outside and in
unwashable
the pain
unshakeable
the end
unseeable

knock, knock
my heart stops

in he comes

he licks his lips

I hear him rip
the condom
while he strips
me of my dignity

again
and
again

I scream

again
and
again

I
can
see
no
end

my body unable to mend

and then the next one comes in.

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