Room 102

Your innocence astounds me. It just
sits there, blinking incomprehension at these rocks
I drag behind me, the ones I hang like the teeth of
enemies from my neck.

You have not been hurt enough. But I cannot
bear anyone but me having the power to
do it to you now. So we are here.
I need you to get this.

I want you safe. Because I love you.
I want you to hurt. Because I love you.

I want you to understand.

My demons feast on things you cannot comprehend.

And so I seem as I do to you.

Tonight, I'm going to fuck you like I hate you
and you will thank me in the morning.

Anna Russell