There, there He'd left her two years ago but she could still at night
put her hand between her legs and he would be there on top
of her saying
Come for me and when she couldn't she'd
remember the little hotel in Mexico with the round white
tables and folded umbrellas and after they married his
snakeskin boots at the end of the bed with black satin
sheets but still she couldn't come masturbating alone in the
dark, so she thought of standing naked while he held an
open safety pin dragging the tiny sharp silver point
delicately over her breasts, pulling her to the floor where
later she ground broken glass into the cracked red and
white linoleum with her heel, and he would grab her so
hard sometimes she felt she'd never been truly held before
and she said
Go further, take me further, and when the
final papers came she got drunk as usual and drove to his
old flat he'd moved back into and knelt on his doorstep
saying his name over and over into the mail slot, through it
she could see part of the hallway he'd led her down once
and tied her up and shaved her and she said
Now I'm yours and she was and he was holding her I love you come for
me and she came, and it was raining and down the hall
of the rooming house someone's travel alarm was going
bleep-bleep-bleep without stopping and there was nothing
to drink and no one to say
There, there while she cried.
Kim Addonizio********************
RL
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