reeking of mondays's alcohol
lips tainted with beer
next to him i feel so small
next to him my fears appear
dirt under his nails
hair that hasn't been washed for days
from his tongue
comes unwanted praise
hands on my thigh
i look him in the eyes
if i was filled with water
his hands have me soaked dry
he acts like nothing
as if we stand on the same side
i stare up at the sky
and my eyes fill up and i cry
he knows what he's done
but my worth he denies
this i know
decry
my thigh is paralyzed
my body has been colonized
you have to say no
they don't know
how my throat has swollen
my words cannot be spoken
it's over now
he's vanishing
but i can still smell monday's alcohol
this illness is ravaging
