"It's YOUR fault" he said
Cleaning off his tool
As I grasp for words,
and find none

As if the shape of my eyes
or curve of my hips -
As if soft skin
or a fleeting glance
can explain the
madness in your molten mind

"It's your fault"

The words burn at me
Tear me apart
It is a lie

a

LIE!

Please explain to me
how the fit of my dress
made you hurt me?
Tell me how fllowers or
fishnets cause bruises -
Weave a story about how
velvet and lace
are interchangable
with "cuts" or "stitches"

"It's your fault"

How is kicking
and screaming:
"NO!"
now a "yes"
I never gave you
p.e.r.m.i.s.s.i.o.n.
to take away my tricycle

"It's your fault"
How does running out of energy -
How does the vile beer on your breath
Make it better?
Is it my fault
You bought your own scapegoat?

"It isn't my fault!!"
Why is laying back and accepting
I can't win
Your way to validate it?
How can you enjoy
watching as the
>::sparkle::<
in my eyes
F A d . e . s . away?
When they look cold, dead
Is that how you know you've won?

..."it isn't my fault"

********

Years later, she looks at me
"Where were you just now?"

I look up at her,
Tears in my eyes

"It IS my fault."

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