When he broke the teeth
out of her head
she ran.
Dawn found her
creeping home
to listen to his confessions
tearful excuses
his recriminations.
She stood rubbing his hair
as he knelt before her.
Cooing to him
with all that dried blood
around her smashed mouth.
His hands
even now
seducing her
towards a vulnerability
she had not thought
to own.
(C) Eric Ashford July 08
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