Your Grasp was Restricting

I ended the decade

with a bruise of your hand

on my upper arm

and it is now

in this new quarter of my life

I realize your grasp was restricting,

draining energy from me

to fuel you

causing a pain so blinding

I could not see your red flags,

and it is now I know

affection is not black and blue

hidden under long sleeves

as mementos of moments,

it is the letters and calls

you never reciprocated

-POE(MS)

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