The Incredible Shrinking Man

By accident,
I fucked an angry midget,
A control freak with a cruel streak
Who made a hobby of fracturing
In quiet, persistent ways
Until on ordinary mornings
They would rise from his cock
To flip pancakes in a flowery robe
And he would leave without a word
Brushing fragments of their flesh
From his tiny demolition hands,
Rubbing blood out of
His surgical eyes.
Knowing this, I put on
The dragonfly sheets
And slicked my raven hair
Into a tight French twist
And scooted down in bed
So he would feel tall
And sometimes in his eyes
Softened by peppermint candles,
I saw a regular sized boy
Begging for his angry mother's affection
Getting smaller with every way
He planned to crush her
When he grew up big.

Rebecca Lu Kiernan

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