Men who look like ferris wheels every color representing different aspects of their personality
The first three words don't have to be beautiful they just have to make sense like connecting dots on paper
men who love with their fists and hate with their mouths who once were boys taking things apart like remote controls their own fathers used to beat Obedience into their small bodies. Left them with a fury tattooed across their hearts Just to give them the challenge of putting themselves back together
They buy their wive's flowers after a four day bruise isn't so glaringly purple anymore not so accusing- kiss her broken ribs and tell their children midnight stories
children trained as mood detectors human robots know when to shutup speak when you are spoken to*
Men who speak like cutting boards Every slice of the knives in their toungues leave hollow aching missing parts just to teach their children that not all things can be put together once taken apart
whose daughter glues together the parts of old telephones to spite the missing pieces so every welt he beats into her bones she sings herself unbroken until she stands robust and imperfect there are holes in her armour but she holds it together