Phoenix Foresight

I was back behind the bar, standing sexy and self-assured;
Serving up liquid medicine to a self-administering herd.

He startled me and I jumped, I fell backwards, hitting my head on a bottle of Skyy,
He dropped to his knees, his face dangerously close, to the space between my thighs.

“Let me get that,” he said, putting his dirty hands on my skirt,
Pulled me in so close, I could feel the sweat stains from his shirt.

“Don’t worry, this won’t hurt, not even a sting.”
He used his teeth to cut loose, a single frayed string.

I had to walk home that night, six very long miles
when they pulled up beside me, two very crazy smiles.

Get in they insisted, “No way,” I resisted
“No use”, he said, “I’ve got you stuck in my head.”

Scared and unsure, why didn’t I run
What would I do if this guy had a gun.

He opened the door and thrust me inside,
I had no choice but to go along for the ride.

“A quick stop at my pad, just one drink, that is all.”
I awoke the next morning, like I’d had a great fall.

Locked in the trailer, no one within sight
I screamed and I yelled, no this can not be right.

“I’m so sorry!” he said, as he unlocked the door,
“I will get you right home, unless you’d like some more.”

Through his laugh I could see what he’d last had to eat
My dress, unraveled, stuck between his teeth like meat.

I was spinning in circles, questions running through my head
Who was this monster, stealing my soul from one loose thread.

How I wish this was all made up, a story spun from yarn
But this tale is as real, as when he jumped on me in the barn.

Of all the things I have wished for at night,
I wish I would have had the vision of foresight.


Thank you for reading this terrible poem,
Not just for content, but prose alone.

I’m still learning how to write
About things that scare me at night.

This being the first real meeting;
Foreshadowing a hundred beatings.

And it means so much more than you know,
That you are here with me as I learn to let go.

Header artwork by, Kyle’s Art, can be found at: @KyleandFriendspt.2

4 thoughts on “Phoenix Foresight

  1. The poem is ‘terrible’ and ‘terrifying’. It sounds as if it was written by your soul. It connected immediately with me and the impact had me reeling. There’s more to come- I can see it.
    Keep it up, loved it!

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  2. Vivian…How can this still be happening? We’re creating monsters that appear when least we expect…
    where’s the equality in any of this…
    This has happened, IS HAPPENING NOW , and it will continue to happen..
    Is there no EDUCATION for MEN?????😞

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