MARITAL BLISS
I tremble in the shadow
of your fist's silhouette.
Your drunken - stenched breath
grips my nostrils
as your hand clutches my neck.
I gag; you strike;
the first blow erases
my vision, blood trails
the path from your hand
to my breasts - gullible preys.
You strip away my clothes,
seams loosening in duress,
exposing more than flesh.
My useless limbs, bound
as you force - feed your will...
I've forgotten how to scream.
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