his handprints are on me, On Me!
i am suffocating beneath his weight,
his ugly weight.
i scrub and scrub, but i cannot
ever wash them away. they are
branded just below my skin,
and only i can see them, feel them. (poison,
infection, his mark leaking into
my bloodstream - his DNA - shared, shared.)

of all the things in this world,
i fear his hands the most.