he almost sees it as
reassurance, control,
the tightness in his
chest somewhere
deep, somewhere
untouchable, he'd
say to you, honey,
because you're
the only one who under-
stands me
as he grabs you,
twists you, molds you
into something he
can hold on to, because
you've always been able
to slip away and that's what
he hates the most.