She screamed and flailed and hit him, but it didnt faze him one bit. Then he pulled her bikini bottoms off and flipped her onto her back. She didnt move, she just listened to him walk to her feet. He rubbed her clit for a second and then got up. His hand slipped into her bikini bottoms. Hands blackened as they dug inI didn't care about the soilingOnly that I couldn't wet fingertipsWith my tongue's salivaTo enable the miniscule fragmentsTo adhere and emerge from dust.I sought tools and discovered whereA place dust becomes past wordsAnd dreams gleam allowsImagination to become a forgeWhere thought's material formAnything and I needed tweezers.Plucking out the jewelsThey came out extendedLike a taffy pull stretchedAs long as the memory neededSometimes beyond arm lengthAnd the strength to pull.Pull I did and succeededSweating pearls of exertion through poresAnd fell back on my back, Slammed my head against the boardsAnd the numbness of my numb skullAided in the cohesion.I lived a life of utter strifeAt least that's what I sawOr felt or smelled or tastedOr heard: torrents of argumentsDrowning in seas of sobsA flood of me and everyone else.Time had no commandI saw a life connectedOnly by similitude of fightsMy mother's eyes turned to stoneAs if I'd been born MedusaBut the.
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