Your fingers were on me only for a moment
They were two seconds of pleasure for you.
It took a lifetime for me to scrub out
The stains your fingerprints left.
I only remember the door slamming
The woman calling my name from downstairs,
My eyes closing, thinking it was all normal,
Until adulthood convinced me otherwise.
It was something momentary for you
For me, it was my entire life
Feeling so old under warm blankets
Blinking to suppress the screams inside me
Every time you smiled and kissed my cheek.
Years ago, it was over for you
Years later, I am left to fix everything
You broke in seconds.
If that is what power feels like,
I’d rather not have it.
If that is what pleasure is,
I’d rather remain untouched.