grasping

his eyes wide in his face,
he blinked
like a deer
and attacked me with vigour.
all the sweetness
and the charm
absent from your aspect...
in your grasping.
hoisted me on the sink
smudged my makeup
and tore my dress.
holes in my stockings
like every pair.
thumb-marks littered my wrist
in bruises
and marker-pen.
well i stuffed your clothes in my bedroom bin,
littered
with toenail clippings
and an empty bottle of jim.
and swore,
i will never again give myself like that to him.