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Mecca


I know why you kissed me
You donít have to explain--
I think I understood before it even happened

Your mouth tasted like treason.

Every time I undress in front of the mirror
I look at my hips and remember
how you hooked your thumbs through my belt loops
so
I couldnít escape
and when you started breathing faster in my ear
I was trapped
You possessed me
chanted your narcissistic spell like youíd do for any girl
I shook
Iím shaking now

It shames me that I am not stronger

Iím not a hopeless romantic
if I were, Iíd feel obligated to allow you a chance
to court me and be a prince
just because you were my first--
but I wonít
My body is not a temple:
it is the Taj Mahal
and the entrance fee is something you can never afford
Go stare at your reflection
Iíll cry in someone elseís arms and then
Iíll forget you

-MWE
25 June 2000