A Rape By Any Other Name Is Still A Rape All The Same
Crumbs
She crumbled
from the rumbling
heart beat that
mistook hers for his
and refused to look away
so she could catch
the day when
his and hers
became theirs
and devoured the
right for there to be he
and she to be she
she walked carefully
stepping gingerly
over
her very own crumbs
Eagle's Nest
when she knew not
that she was at the mercy of;
the eagle's talons swooped in.
she exposed her breast willingly,
knowing not
what she was at the mercy of
Psychological Woman
she was
fragments
of found objections
but men paid handsomely
to love her
tipping themselves
into next month's
paycheck
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