I watched as you
slipped away in
a postmortal silence.
That end was a
begining to the end
of my darkened bliss.
I saw as you changed
from a man of back
handed dignity.
I stumbled back as
a black moth emerged
from your cocoon.
your sticky legs
reaching for my
obvious fear.
Your Ebony wings
enfolding around my
every lucid thought.
My apathy swirling
away into the curiosity
of your aphotic stare.
I am not whole.
I am not incomplete.
undressed to your sight.
You see me as I am,
As the angry girl who
once screamed innocence.
Begging for the indecency
of your wicked touch,
drinking in my soul.
Fighting for the right
to be in your angry
unconcious presence.
My shell broken and cracked.
I emerge smooth and
ready for flight.
