fuck no. 21

kickstart & shudder.

my chest flares out:
defiant.

ironic in this
hopelessness
that anger drives me
through him
& through this.

 

i come to him.
i come like flame
licking at his thumbprint like an inkpad.

fingers recoil -
he will not touch this skin
he will not touch this scar
he will not touch this possibility
this breast, this brain, this heart
looks at me like roadkill
& his chest flares out:
defiant.
this may be payback.

deposit.
withdrawl.