Remembrance

Remembrance

Some days, I sat at the kitchen table

nibbling on a pork bone with him

by my side;

The man who resembled my daddy

in smell and by the sadness of his brown eyes.

 

Other days, I laid with him on top–

sweating and panting– while I

remained still and lifeless.

Once the deed was done, a shiny

nickel was tossed my way;

sometimes a whole dollar.

 

I could never forget his fake leg which ailed

him when he walked

or fell off whenever he pounced on me.

 

I never hated him nor did I

get the chance to love him.

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Sleeping Beauty (redefined)

Sleeping Beauty (redefined)

Awaken from a wondrous sleep 

with a mop atop of your head

and dry saliva trailing from mouth

to chin. 
Your sweet prince walks in and places

a kiss on top of your forehead

as well as the unborn child. 
You lay back down for another five 

minutes while your prince cooks 

breakfast. 

Stitch Me Up

Stitch Me Up

Replace my old tattered heart with a new one

Take out my dead, cried-out eyes and give me fresh, vibrant ones 

Remove my battered and disfigured arms and legs

Fix me up to look pretty for my next master to play with and discard

Space Between 

Space Between 

As your callous hands runs up my thigh

exposing my bare flesh, I am jolted alive. 
As your steamy breathe caresses my neck

leaving goosebumps in its wake, I am 

breathless. 
As the space between us lessens 

So does my patience to taste you.