Saturday, February 26, 2011

Poem: He Hit Me?

I didn't wake up until he slapped me.
He first called me names.

The treacherous road to and from
domestic assault
is riddled with contradictions.

how could I have gotten myself into such a situation?

As an educated person
I have a good head on my shoulders

I am dumbfounded

how could I have gotten myself into such a situation?

By the time he beat me,
I was already beaten.

He didn't smack me right of way.

how could I have gotten myself into such a situation?

It began with playful words,
“You think you are all that”.

There was no sneer to them.
There was no contempt underlying them.

how could I have gotten myself into such a situation?

Those words were dropped
in between the giggles
and laughter
about jokes long forgetten.

I didn't wake up until he slapped me.
He first called me names.

February 26, 2011



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