Daddy’s Little Girl (blessed are the gentle)

by: John K.

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I will lie quiet
still
dead
until he is finished

until he dies inside of me

until his poison swims through me
like oil through water

I will lie quiet
still
dead
as I bleed on the sheets

as I beg for a more permanent sleep

as I wish myself into something frozen
that can’t be melted by his heat

(I will NOT
let him see me cry-
that rain is mine
the only way to make myself clean
and he will not take that from me)

I will lie quiet
still
dead
until the static takes effect

until the storm in my stomach subsides

until it makes me as empty
as I need to be

I will lie quiet
still
dead
until he finds me

something frozen
unmelted by his heat
lost in a permanent sleep

lost in my quiet
still
dead
dreams.