girl.
she used to bite my lip
when we
kissed. she
angrily pulled on my ears
for no reason at all.
she used to slap me
on the bottom
as we made
love, i had to tell her
to slow down,
i'm not a racehorse.
i have scars from her,
bumps
and bruises,
thatches of my hair
pulled out and left bald.
she was a wild thing.
she worried me in public,
in private,
i still have nightmares
about her,
and miss her,
although
she was never fit
to meet mom.
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