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My Rocking Chair

It is empty in this chair  
As I sit and lean back into a space
I am destined to fall into  
Arms wide  
A look of shock dropping my chin  
Into a chest you once crossed with your fingertips  
In such a way  
My nipples formed perfect candied peaks  
 
The thought of your mouth there,  
Sets me to rocking  
Oblivion awaits to swoop me up...  
 
Cold hard facts
And points like diamonds
 
The sky once scattered in them  
And they shone in my eyes so
They scorched  
And blinded  
 
“Why do you wear that skirt, those boots, that look .. and inspire such filthy reciprocity”  
He gaslights the diamonds  
My eyes they bleed  
My arms flail through the air
 
Oh it is not easy  
In this rocking chair  
It is not easy
But I rock into a sightless sway  
I think on the day...  
 
And these words from a man who gripped a harness in his hand  
To the extent  
And brutal force
That I can no longer stand the sound of twisting leather
 
He said to me ..  
(and with this look on his face)
He said to me;
“Woman those hips! You woman, those hips.,  . You were born to spread those thighs. I’ll be born again, right there in your thighs!”  
 
And in the night he had done it..  
in no stealthy way  
Or like a panther  
But with force and monster like stare  
My eyes..  
they still burn from his dirty glare
Calamityofgin
Written by Calamityofgin
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Inspired by Conversation
By Ai Qgawa
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