ornery morning
he rose in silence
neglecting to bed
she farefell
he left in fast
overtly evading
restitution due or
true demeanor
last night released
i was taken
for a naive lass
enveloped by his
oppressive hands
felt like a
perfect clamp
and warm because
it was made of
non controllable
seething fury and
teething rage
and i was the girl
killed in the wake
everything thereafter
seemed to blister.
