i
i am not a force to be reckoned with.
i will not be crossed.
i have been crossed.
the men who have assumed my body is a public service
who have taken as they please
oh god,
take me away from this place
i have taken down the stop signs
and put up a traffic cam
i have barricaded my insides in shrub hedges
lacing my fingers with herbs
my words are my lock
my fingers are locked
when i don’t say no
look me in the eyes
and tell me that’s not what i ******* mean

say it.
can you say it?
i dare you.

do not touch the artwork.