Darkness comes
And I enter in…
Memories, memories,
Laments!
Laughter,
Jeering,
The taunting of
A little girl;
Little girl…
Come to me
You won’t be little
Too much longer
Shaking!
Crying!
Tossing!
Turning!
TOUCHING.
Rubbing up, down
All around.
Lay gently
Little girl
Relax…
It will soon be over.
Until next time.
Laughing!
Labeling!
Scarring!
Fragile fingers
Of a little girl
Little girl…
Oh little girl
You’re mine
I own you
Lay with me
More often
You slutful
Little girl!
Whirling!
Spinning!
Into oblivion,
Land gently
Little girl
Hahahahahaha
Land gently,
As I rub you
Up and down
A little bit more,
With Forbidden Kisses.
Kiss, kiss, kiss,
No…
No…
No…
Again and again,
You come back,
Oh Little girl,
Little girl
My Little girl.
Seven, nine,
Oh the memories
Mine.
I think
I’ll kiss you some more.
Spin!
Spin!
Spin!
Whirl!
Whirl!
Whirl!
FORGET!
BLOCK OFF!
EXISTENCE!
NO MORE!
Little girl…
Little girl.
Are you trying to forget me?
Little girl
Oh my little girl
You wanted it so…
Slow vanishing...
Reading,
Forgetting,
Enjoying!
Darkness entering in,
Laughter!
Twelve!
Oh little girl
Come…
Tickle Touch
Tickle Touch
Kiss, kiss, kiss.
Rip!
Rip!
Rip!
Enter tears that never fell…
Oh little girl
Little girl,
My little girl.
Laughter,
Laughter,
Glaring,
Rubbing.
Forcefulness,
Gentle…
Little Girl.
Rubbing.
Caressing….
Tossing
Turning.
“Grandma’s calling,
Grandma’s calling.”
Wake up…
Little girl
Oh Little girl
Wake up….
“Grandma’s calling”
Oh little girl,
Little girl,
Little girl…
Wake up?
Sept. 1999
*…And so we wake up and so we carry on…
"You may have taken me but you will never own me."
Copyright Wendy Torres 2000