Sara Said

i used to screw without condoms
and let the man
come inside me because
i was too shy
to stop him

then i'd go home
and pray on my pillow
please
please
please
don't let me get pregnant

i couldn't sleep
or eat
just think

of my 15-year-olf life
with a child
PLEASE GOD
DON'T LET ME
GET PREGNANT

then i would bleed
and find relief
until i was at last
at another man's mercy

an open vessel
whose function it was
to be filled
until my consciousness
could return and
spit out
the bad seeds

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