deep in her wrinkles when
can’t seem to
thwart her own self persecution
and it shows in voluble shivers;
affirmations she mumbles as
she grabs the cuffs from
told me to sit down on the bed.
told me to lay face down on the bed.
told me to put my hands behind my
back. told me to
said she liked hearing stop,
the thud of impact,
and doing things
“how guys save me in their phone #11”