Because She Must

and because she just doesn't care anymore

on the dark cold street
at night
alone
the wind whispered
"try to stay alive until you die"
she fumbles past crumbling doorways
the same dead child feeling
running from men with horrible gifts
or psychotic mothers
inventing her own self

barefeet toughened by shards of glass
her pain becomes pleasure
and all hunger disappears
as she drowns in the darkness
just a child
in the twilight
a child
believing in nothing at all
except the words of the wind

she will survive the invisible day
when they uncurl her legs
and spread her knees
when her anguish becomes pleasure
because it must
and there is no hunger
and there are no math classes
for runaways
and she becomes a disgrace to her sex posted by Cyndy | link | | |
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