Edward Ibeh's 'Pick-A-Title, Vol 52 Contest...11 June 25
Dark ramblings play in my head trying to snuff what was declared; knots of words litter hazy thoughts on bite of evening as I plead for silence. But a litany of defenses intrudes my space as I blindly look up, framing a starlight to assuage this deep tug of anguish, where own feelings are not heard, barbed thoughts grating, welling each time you explode...unaware of my need for some respect- Yes, I may be a woman used to bold commands which scar me like a wounded, street animal reproached without familial fairness-- yet only you must bear the consequence when I free these hands, screaming back until we both bleed. .
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