Rehab diaries #3

TRIGGER WARNING: references to sexual assault  
 
There are few things
more disgusting than watching  
a crowd of people do nothing  
in the face of sexual assault  
 
He was old  
the crazy clown  
I was still basically a kid  
 
He whispered sick nothings in my ear  
touched me inappropriately  
in a room full of addicts
that all thought it was okay  
to do nothing  
 
(Though perhaps they were too  
scared and too scarred to step in)
 
Like the second assault I'd found  
in these fucking walls
I ran  
 
This time I tried to report him  
and was instead told I shouldn't dress
so inappropriately  
like a baggy jumper
and oversized sweat pants  
was somehow sexy
provocative  
asking for it