Make me
she said
clenched teeth
fists placed outside knuckles or you break a finger
go on then
make me
she’s been practicing her outrage
knelt too long in good manners and stiff skirts
if you come for me
I will respond in kind
they could see in her eyes
she had nothing to lose
it happens like that
they can take you apart piece by piece
until scar tissue fuses
you are a deformed version of yourself
scaled in defiance
so best you stand aside
she’s cutting her way through her own war path
if you play with matches
better know how to extinguish a fire
before it devours
just as goodness is inviolate
until natural order is reversed
then angels become feared
devils lose their advantage
over weak men who would
enslave the future to save themselves
not her
she is clad in the keloid of her injury
teeth clenched, eyes flaming
make me if you can
when there is no high road
to claim your justice
burn burn burn
For Nathalie & Eric.