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@srt-6
it rots putting me in a spin
but that was yesterday
today is here and she said
it’s gonna be alright
just one bite at a time
—
elephants
still here, almost
only sometimes not all the time
something about us
d.b.a
capsules fix it
making friends
It feels empty inside
Unknown, Nature Documentary on American west, 1970s
Jackson Pollock. No.5, 1950 oil on canvas Unframed: 136.5cm x 99.1cm The Cleveland Museum of Art Cleveland, Ohio, USA Leonard C. Hanna, Jr. Fund
Is she taking her power back?
Playing pretend?
Is there merit in the berry on her right foot?
Will her worth make a guest appearance?
—
Where did I go? Am I still here?
Why won’t she cry?
—
River weeping
protective order in place,
the relief
the calm
the peace
—
more to come remember how strong you were
remember you’re worth it
the little one inside is looking up to you
You keep me holding on
The first day we were together, normal
The second day, gun in pocket.
Phone plans.
My home was next.
Something cold against my back,
it’s dark just entering: if you tell anyone, I’ll kill you.
Grabbing my face, smacking my face: you’re fucked I’ll kill you if you leave.
Sweet to get my money,
Spoke like a demon in garbled tongue
After / the bed, the bathroom, the kitchen
Dangling sex over my head, like I wanted it
Old versions spilling out and up - play the part
Survive. Don’t kill my cat when I leave.
Please don’t kill my cat when I leave.
I’ll come back I swear.
Waited 3 to report.
DNA at my house,
his shit on my sock.
The humiliation
The relief
The fear
3 of them, with badges: tell us this
Timeline it. But you can’t. I can’t.
It’s blurred between the blood bw my knees
It’s floating just out of reach.
Disassociate.
It fades by like burnt worms
dried from the sun
it’s just a carcass now.
I am a carcass now.