Sunday, June 24, 2018

The Basketball Man

You've got your fucking little mind trip
to make yourself feel more superior.
I know all about you.
I've seen it many times before,
You have to prove you are a man.
But you don't really understand that there is more to a woman than meets the eye.
To bad you cannot see through my eyes.
You make me sick.
You're always thinking with your dick.
How could a woman be attracted to you.
You use your power and sexual strength to intimidate.
When a woman says, "No." I wonder what you hear.
Do you say, "She really wants it."
Then you feel the crushing blow to your chest.

The hero walks into the bathroom.
She helped ease the tension
She felt something happened
 in
that closet.
Were the floodlights shining in the faces of the people, directly in question?

I saw him a few times after the rape.
It was hell every time.
The last time was the worst.
When MaryAnn and I were on the North Side of Amarillo.
We were buying ingredients.
My wedding was fast approaching.
I just wanted to spend a little
quality time with MaryAnn.
We were releasing the tension.
We were standing in the spice isle.
I turned my head to the right and Rod stood at the opposite end of the isle.
He looked exactly the same.
I ran, mindlessly down another isle looking for the exist.
I was a rat in a maze.
He was blocking my escape.
Mary Ann found me, first.
Her voice, so soothing.
I was at my most vulnerable.
She helped me out of that store.
I have never seen him again.
In my mind, once in awhile the clear image of his face will appear.
I really hope Rod,
gets what's coming to him.
I was 19 years old.
I didn't know anything.
I was ...

VR 1999

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