i watch as your bright lights pollute the air
engulfing the sky in exhaustive energy that
stings my eyes, burning holes into my
pupils while searing your initials onto my
face. you believe i am yours to control,
yours to entirely claim, and never once
has my body willingly let itself into yours.
i can feel you coming down the hall, your
footsteps rattling inside my veins, and
while my soul fights for a breath free
from you, my feet never take me away.
why are you so relentless? why do you
fight to keep me by your side? there is
no continuity between us, no bonds
sealing us together as one. your autonomy
over me is fabricated, as it only exists
within the confines of your mind. all i
can ever beg for is that when i finally
leave your thoughts, i hope i never
linger within the depths of your brain.
This is a richly powerful poem, similar in its impact with the feminist poetry of Linda Crate, who is featured in “Children, Churches and Daddies Magazine” on the web, among many other places. I feel you two have something in common, which you might share with the other. This is a wonderful verse!