It wasn’t consensual.
That’s what was said
But things said
Are not always
Things believed.
And here’s to
Those little brown
Impermanent scars
Etching either
The truth
Or a lie
Or both all at once.
Whichever it be
There it sits, etched
For everyone to
See
The things left
Unsaid
Are not left
Unquestioned.
And the things that aren’t
Said
Are the most dangerous of all.