to knock me to the floor
for you are the man
and i am the object
designed for you to rule
i am only as good
as my
cunt
the word is hurled at me
in a sea of spit
that joins the blood on my
/face/
i tried to say no
and was reminded of my place
he wears "the pants"
leaving me only
"the dress"
what part of "woman"
means
"i am less"?
he uses his body to make sure
i never forget
i am beneath him
his strength is due only to my
Weakness.
i wear my black eye as a symbol
a mark
this face, this body
belong to him
branded by a fist
i am dutifully ashamed.
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