did it hurt?
no it didn't
did you bleed?
not that I remember
did you resist?
I don't think so
did he beat you?
no, never
well then,
what is your problem?
did he tell you to keep it a secret?
oh yes, she might say
and they might put a tick mark next to it
and say yes, that is a grave crime
even if the other tickboxes
could not be checked
and she might
stare into space as she remembered
that the privilege of the secret
made her glow with pride
as if she was more special to him
than anything else in the world
Well then,
you don't even have a problem,
**
no it didn't
did you bleed?
not that I remember
did you resist?
I don't think so
did he beat you?
no, never
well then,
what is your problem?
did he tell you to keep it a secret?
oh yes, she might say
and they might put a tick mark next to it
and say yes, that is a grave crime
even if the other tickboxes
could not be checked
and she might
stare into space as she remembered
that the privilege of the secret
made her glow with pride
as if she was more special to him
than anything else in the world
Well then,
you don't even have a problem,
They might say,
If She spoke of This glow
**
And She Would not be able to tell them
Of how, even When She
"Grew up" and "moved on"
She thought her role was
To simply lie down and Take it
To be as quiet as possible
To not raise even a finger
And later She Would not
look her lover in the eye
look her lover in the eye
Because She Never knew that
Intimacy could and should
Be acknowledged between them
And she could go her own way
Pretending it Never happened
As she has learnt to do
**
No, they would probably not think
these were big enough problems
As she has learnt to do
**
She would also
not be able to tell them
That once parted,
she took care
never
to look at him
and yet she saw
him
at every
unexpected corner
she found him in
the "gentleness"
of so called
"civilized" men,
and wondered what
sordid stories
hid behind their
vapid smiles
she found him in
the proud
confidence of
arrogant men
and wondered
where they got it from
she found him in
the innocence of
simple, good,
children
ad it broke her
heart to wonder
how long it would
last
in a world full
of him
she found him in
the faces of
frustrated women
and wondered if
they would
ever get out of
it
and no matter
where she went
no matter how
many skins she shed
she always found
him within herself
ready to pounce
and lay her low
the moment she
let her guard down
No, they would probably not think
these were big enough problems
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