Woman

Stripped on the concrete floor
Cling to the remnant of our glory
Power in the gift, power in the breast
Their fear raging on from the beginning
Held at stake’s length from what is deserved
Punished for physicality that was not chosen

Hide

I can feel you beneath the lid of my skin
Filling purple lakes and creeping through the ducts
You crave a showcase but I keep you hidden
Run over my cheeks
Play in the corners of my mouth
Slide down my neck
Hide! Your playground is painful