Open, Middle, Finality
Open:
Car at a park late at night
Drunk girl, no bra
Lying lackluster, feeling dead, being kissed
Being kissed
Lackluster
Feeling dead
No bra – is that his hand?
I don’t know what to do
I can’t move, I can’t move, I can’t move
Try to breathe more quietly
Don’t even dare to exist
Maybe he’ll get the hint
But he doesn’t,
So when car leaves the park,
Drunk girl with bra askew cries
Because she wasn’t able to move
Middle:
It happens again,
But this time drunk girl says no
She says no, she moves his hand off of her body
She moves his hand and he puts it back
She says, why are you doing that?
He says you moved towards me,
I thought you wanted it.
She screams no, no, no
But does she scream it out loud or only in her head?
He takes her hand and puts it on him
She closes her eyes, she can’t even look at what he makes her do
He moans
She cries no, no, no
Has he gone deaf?
With a final grunt he goes limp and she’s free,
Except she’s different now – she feels defiled
He takes her home and says to her, how could you make me do that?
He says, you make me feel so dirty! What is wrong with you?
She’s silent
She thinks maybe if she makes her self small enough,
She’ll cease to exist
Finality:
Drunk girl steals a bottle of whiskey
Drunk girl drinks the whole thing
Drunk girl texts him, she says come over
Does that make what happens next her fault?
She says come over, and he does
She’s had a whole bottle of whiskey, and he can smell it on her breath
He says, now why’d you go and do a thing like that?
She’s so drunk she doesn’t remember how to speak
He pulls her onto his lap
She can barely remember what happens next,
But she remembers what happens when it is done
He gets up to leave and she cries, she begs him
She says please stay, while she sobs on the floor
He opens the door, he walks away
Was this her fault?
Was it rape at all? She said come over,
So he came
She’d had a whole bottle of whiskey, and he could smell it on her breath
She could hardly even speak, and he kissed her anyway
