In my reflection
A familiar stranger
A flogging stick
To my ache
In my eyes
An apology
A window pane
To the dark slide
In the silence
Of my empty room
Foul words ricochet
On my shattered glass
And I’m left with
My captor
Who will never fade
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"a flogging stick
to my ache"
"foul words richochet
on my shattered glass"