Saturday Love Making
Are you kissing me?
Did I say no?
I meant to say no!
What was I thinking?
Why did I believe I could make love to you?
I’m captured by the memories of my rape.
Yes, I did say it was in my childhood.
I screamed, but no one heard it but me.
No, I cannot be with you tonight.
I will hear my own cries again.
It will shatter my own eardrums,
I will be deaf again.
I will crawl in the corner and die alone with the shouts.
Saturday Night 2004
Slowly the camera follows me across the room,
Each movement that I make is watched.
If only I could have avoided those moments of insanity,
Those moments when it was the darkest in my life.
The nurses wear those white uniforms and smile,
Only if their smiles were real then I could smile back.
One Kiss 2004
She kisses his forehead and holds his cold hands,
Tears fall down his caramel colored cheek.
Michael, I feel the fright and confusion of a little boy who just wants to be safe and feel loved. I also think that whatyou experienced as a young boy caused your struggles withthe memories of that “dark night”. You have expressed so well your inner feelings and you have come from that ‘”dark night” into the light of day