he grabbed me in the cinema
he dragged me by my feet
he chained me to his cabin in wicklow
and pulled out all my teeth
.
he told me i was pretty
too pretty for his eyes
he told me not to lift a finger
and brushed my hair a hundred times
.
i’ve never seen him blink
i guess my timing is bad
maybe we always blink at the same time
maybe we’re both sad
.
i ran from him on sunday
he had a heart attack
i figured it was me that caused his chest pains
so i turned and ran straight back
.
i took him to the hospital
i dragged him by his feet
he awoke and said he wasn’t worthy
and to go if i so please
.
here i am in wicklow
he’s polishing my teeth
i know that i’m restricted in his chains
but so is he.