I was just a little girl before he unfiltered the light,
and in my sheltered plight,
I'd pilfer moments of the night
sitting still for hours that were unmeasured and uncounted
devouring books of sour crooks and fantasy fountains
and my hopes were amounting to none by way of true escape
magic texts of frozen lakes
were where I'd skate but never break
through the ice and feel my heart stabbed
with broken frozen stakes...
...and he said it wasn't rape,
but I felt a thousand hates
every time he'd spread me wide and say "I love you, Kate."
Only Kate wasn't my name...she was my mom and she was gone
the pain of birth put strain on her that hadn't lasted long
Left Dad a refrain on repeat,
the chorus without the song,
on a family record, waiting for the needle to move on
to somewhere other than that bachelor apartment
locked, heartless window lights played across the carpet
at the feet of my escapist bookshelves
with unlaced adventure shoes
and I'd repress myself, tie them tight
and search the night for Truth...
but Her whispers would elude, and Dad's whiskers would intrude
against my innocence and my softened cheeks of youth.
I'm not sure if he knew, but one day as he climbed off
he coughed, moved towards the window
and opened it from the top
there was hope I couldn't stop that overflowed from me
I rushed to the fresh air that I longed taste and breathe,
and I dreamed children from my novels into the hovel close to me!
but outside, instead of dream seeing what I chose to see,
I reached out...and grasped nothing but a deserted street.
I was just a little girl the day he unfiltered the light
and the grayness of the landscape swallowed up the black and white.
Now not even all my fantasies can plant the seed of freedom
human lives are my apartment; dreams can never help you leave them.
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