She hunted herself down.

He navigates her body like a conqueror.

He puts pornography on her skin.

Her surface becomes a platform for his mindgames.

 

His thoughts land on her and every little hair freezes.

She looks him in the eye and has never seen him so aroused, so fulfilled.

His gratitude lasts a minute.

Her face is red from the exhaustion, from the transformation, the adaptation.

 

She stares at her hands and they are cold.

He loves her on all fours.

Making her disappear, a magic trick, her face is no more.

She receives the depths, the hollering frustration, his liberation.

 

She holds up an invisible mirror and feels like her head is on the executioner’s block.

As his head twirls and his mouth moans, she allows herself to be hurt.

He is not welcome anymore. And as her hands turn into warm fists,

She discovers that she is a woman made to stand tall.

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“Truth Coming Out of Her Well to Shame Mankind” by Jean-Léon Gérôme (1824-1904)

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