Cement

Assault

The sun shined in through the glass
Sliding door
From the balcony over looking the ocean
I could smell the salt in the air
Since quitting smoking
For you, for me
You hated the smell of my hair
My paradise, my nightmare,
My love

(Lover, lover, come with me
Because you said, so I did
Betraying all natural instincts
Except the one for love
You were the one who would
Make me good enough)

As you guided me to the bedroom
Took off your clothes
Kissed my face - but not me
Crazed, violent soft lips
No, stop, pleas
You pushed my white cotton underwear
to the side
Shock, confusion, terror


Which you called passionate
Make up sex

With the woman, Me
The b***h, s**t, love of your life
Liar!
Fragments
And
Flashes of this didn't happen
The sunlight, the ocean, my dreams
As the blood dripped down my leg
Am I
Did you
Know?
This is all a mistake

I ran away to never see,
hear the waves ?
Crash !
in the ocean again

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

It's like hitting the cement with an intense thud that shatters it into a million pieces - there was no getting away from it. The victim and the "victor" in a bout that gave one pride, the other horror!
I really like the "pound the pavement" kind of expressions in your write as they are forceful and leave no doubt about the message. The conflicting descriptions, "b***h, s**t" and then "love of your life" show the cat and mouse game it was!

[Emily]

Thank you for the wonderful review, Sheila.

[ANTO]

Truly powerful telling here Emily. It leads the reader like the protagonist into a false sense of security and that really communicates some of the feeling that was present - a fraction of a fraction and its shocking.
It is superb poetry.

[Emily]

Thank you.

[ANTO]

Your welcome.