how dare you take that word
and change the meaning of it for me
forever.
who gave you the right to make my heart feel like
spoiled lamb's milk
bloodied grass baking in the sun.
keep my legs crossed, *** down
eyes on the floor

it wasn't even that bad
people have gone through so much worse
terrors unimaginable from this girl
in maine

but ******* if i could rip this iron rod feeling out of my bones
i would