She came towards me with a juicy gash between her legs that smelled like my best friend's sister" <br /><br />Just when I thought I'd escaped them all<br />She comes reeling herself in<br />pulling at my strings<br />her hand quick to find my zipper<br />She moaned the way a drunk old lady does<br />And I wasn't even inside her yet<br /><br />"You don't have anywhere else to be," she managed to say...<br />"My wounds have been reopened tonight already," I muttered<br /><br />I caught wind of the gully <br />...the part of her she once kept sacred as a Christian<br />I smelled the information<br />I lifted my hand into the air and hailed a cab<br />He rolled down his window and saw her<br />"Find another cab," he said, <br />and sped off into the night<br /><br />I took her home<br />because she said she was lonely<br />really she was drunk off something<br />some memory or some choice<br />she walked funny... <br />-one of her heels had broken<br /><br />On the couch I left her,<br />Before I could go, she grabbed my cock<br />I slapped her across the face and she pulled harder<br />Her eyes stayed closed<br />Her lips dripped <br />Her grip clenched <br />I wasn't getting out of this one unscathed<br /><br />"If I take my pants off, will you let me go?" I asked<br />"If you take your pants off, I'll be suckin' that cock till you pass out from all the screamin'..."<br /><br />I slapped her again, because she needed it<br />She laughed<br />Saying her cousin beat her harder<br />Saying her father knew how to really... <br />...make things happen<br />I asked her what her father's number was<br />Let's get his motherfucking self up here to take you away, that's what I said<br />She said he died, or killed himself<br />"What's the difference really," she said, chewing on her hair<br /><br />She let go of my cock on her own accord<br />And she opened her eyes for a moment<br />She closed them again<br />And I could tell she was sleeping<br /><br />Her eyes opened once more<br />Her face red where I'd hit her<br />She tasted the blood on her lip<br />"Do you think if we remind ourselves enough, we can make up for all the pain we've caused others?"<br /><br />I said to her, "We can't. All we can do is keep ourselves from all those who don't deserve it.