You touch my body. I push away. If I wash clean rub skin white till pink scream baby scream. I have the trapped words still caught between my teeth crawling through limpid the tunnels of my heart. HE touched me and He would not stop touching me. Why wouldn't He stop. Capitals letters my mind in illness and fear elevating the devil to a God. When no no longer means no the bad taste in my mouth refusing to go away I spit and spit coat the city streets in spit but I still taste his force on my mouth. And I stop saying no for no no longer means no anyway and fill my body poor dirty thing with drugs forget I want to believe I still remember and I scrub OCD strong but can't seem to find my way clean.