THE RAPIST (revised)
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
My Hawk Bedroom 10:00am
Yes he came at me
And pushed me on my bed —
But it’s what he said
I cannot erase
It’s forever in my head:
What every woman
Should never hear
From the man who spread her legs
“I could rape you”
Hear and now —
Am I ever seeing RED
oh my – what terror
This poem is out of context and not at all what it seems.
The poem is the poem – no?