Lullabye and Goodnight.
    NO stars behind closed lids.
    NO screams behind clenched teeth.
    NO salvation under hot sweat
    And bad breath.

No:
Slurred beneath a bottle of Jack,
Pinned on deaf ears.
    No tears.
    No pity.
Silenced by a foreign tongue.
Gagged by saliva and stale vomit.
Too tired to fight.
To real for flight.

no:
thrust repeatedly,
silenced by whimpers
until a screaming whisper.
his pleasure finished
her pain begun.

Fuck you.
Fuck off.
What a fuck?
What the fuck?
What?