all my trauma
unresolved
dissolved for a moment
last night
i was watching a show
the guy he looked
similar
younger
he acted the same
heavyset
belligerent
he was a drunk
i had not seen this
before
i was not prepared
to see what i saw
see
saw
the guy got into an altercation
with her
verbal
she told him to fuck off
get off my property
if i see you again
i will shoot you
dead
he staggered off
accurately drunk
good actor
that’s my grandfather’s house
bitch!
go ahead call the police
bitch!
he was apparently friends
with the law
a small town
quite the same
she was strong like me
blonde like me
maybe crazy like
me
but i could see the fear
behind her
eyes
this is my house!
and everything in it
he was fucking her
over the kitchen table
breaking
entering
i kept watching cause
she was strong
i knew it would not be
long
it was almost midnight
valentine’s day
i started to cry a little
the violence
twenty
fourteen
and all alone
all my trauma
resolved
for a moment
she was sitting on his chest
he was lying on the floor
she was stabbing
into him
the knife was bloody
his blood
the floorboards quiet
holding
supporting
the sweet
viscous
vengeance
my blood was pumping
my heart was racing
the tears fallen away
now
a clearing
i kept thinking
yes
yes
yes
she was strong
exacting
psycho
perfect
the wounded
healer
in
me
K IS SILENT 