Self Publication

1.To Transform

Her soft face underneath him
His hard body
Her eyes braced, squeezed shut
Her mouth
pierced into a slight whimper
His eyes
open and misty rolling back in
his head with pleasure

Stop, SHE WISHES.

His friends watch with hard smirks and soft erections
watching, watching, touching
He feels
her small pelvis twist and turn
under him
nothing but cold cement under
her bare back

Harder, HE PUSHES.

She squeals
through clenched fingers
A whisper
A small girl of thirteen
With her
Lisa Frank backpack
A purple
sparkle shoe laces.
Still a caterpillar
in her cocoon.

Deeper, HE RAPES.

Her body
disappears underneath him
First her face
-GONE
Then her bare chest
-GONE
Followed by her stick legs
-GONE

Her small
white t-shirt Faded jeans and puffy
purple snow coat
A limp lifeless pile underneath him

Quickly, HE STOPS.
Suddenly, SHE TRANSFORMS

A metallic purple butterfly
emerges
Lost in the heap of lifeless ,
meaningless clothes
She fly’s away.. Away from a
vicious world
Out of her cocoon
Free, SHE FLUTTERS!



2.JUST THOUGHTS

Oh how wrong you were
to trust that lie.
its your fault .
Your done. You quit. That’s it..

(at least that’s what you tell her)

Electric Apple red nails
scratching his back
nails that belong to you.
She lied. She deceived..

Your memories
Pour from her lips.
Tonguing with his
with every kiss.
knuckles hard.
legs scissoring his.

(deep breaths..1.2..3..)
More memories pour as
she comes home to you at night.
soft Berry Desire stains
run down your neck.
His eyes become your reflection.
(keep standing.)

You know her smile. Her kiss. Your lips.
You are wrapped around her.

His fingers clench her curls.
Your eyes raging red.
His hips kiss hers.
Your heart still throbs.

She‘s mine...you whisper.
It’s her perfection..shes back. She’ll stay. There’s more.

( or at least that’s what you tell yourself.)



3.VICTIM

Nike All-stars and Steve Maddens
pile together on the floor
Toe fingering toe
Cotton sheets hold me
under your chest.
Me and a beer,
chocking in your grasp

Your smell, your skin
Lips that screamed
tearing at y neck
I explored your body
An infant learning
Takings its first step.

And falling to the floor.
My red bra, twitching
on top the lamp shade
waiting to see

YOU SEEP THROUGH MY VEINS
LIKE A WARM WHISKEY SOUR
BLOOD DEEP. I NEED A NEEDLE
A KNIFE TO PRY OUT YOUR VENOM
YOU SNAKE
YOU VIPER