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- absence of light
unanswered phone
i have the right to protect
myself from further attack
decades of trying to care for one
who uses her special needs
to enjoy turning the screw
and quickly gets over the pain
but not my pain
she seems not to grasp that i
was the one hurt, not she
she’s sweet again and unwilling
to believe i will not answer
if not through, then beside
weeping for my family
i cannot protect
i can no longer ‘kiss better’
sobbing for the pain and fear
i cannot absorb for them
knowing, remembering my own
longing to keep them from that harm
even understanding their strength
and that they must go through it alone
i can only stand beside or behind them