learned a new bravery, trying not to disappear forever
i cloud my face in denial of all that surrounds me
every sickening inch of grime-smothered pavement
every lingering gaze of a dormant assailant
six years on and every man still fits your shape
six years on and i still dream of your head caved in
nothing but a husk abandoned to serve as a vessel for rats
life that exists as something more than you ever could