Please don’t

Please-don’t-please-don’t-please-don’t. I’m begging here,
Please-stop-please-stop, heart beating faster till
The edges blur, then darken, disappear
To black where “I don’t care,” and “All is well,”
Are one comingled fount of empty thought
He hits again, he chokes. I’m going to die
In this hotel, hit hard, fucked harder, caught
By stupid wish to count, for him to see
More than three holes where he can stick his dick
Or bag to beat until I cry the tears
He likes with final breath-swept prayer, come quick
On me. At last he’s spent, which feeds my fears
That fuck is all I am or ever was
And even that depends on what he does.

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