“I was gone five minutes!
What happened here?”
Glass shattered on the floor
And him, casually standing near
Sharpness pressing against my skin
draped in a soft robe of satin
Crumpled on my knees
Clearing the mess,
Movement, now I freeze
Please not again, I’ve taken enough
his fingers stroke my face, skin rough,
from cuts forming, after raining blows
across my body, my face, my twice previous b...