You keep you hands on my
mouth
my words drown in a wordless drauth
my mouth becomes my body
melting
in those hands
those hands you keep on me
or what used to be me
I gasp for air, and i swear
I see your eyes
pierce my soul
the wordslessness is bound control
they say with love "you whore"
there will be no freedom, none condole
Your place is known, to be a hole
that hole, your hole
to be made whole
filled with purpose
and those hands
you keep on my mouth