She sits on the edge of her bed
swathed in the cold blue light of rejection
wounds covered in salt-coated bandages.
He comes to her in the night
and they lie amidst sweat and pain,
and then he leaves
tail between his legs
like a shameful dog.
It’s our little secret he tells her
If they find out what you do
they’ll lock you up
and throw away the key,
and no-one will come to visit you
She usually cried away the pain
in secret rooms inside her head.
But then one time
the morning after the night,
They took her to a safe place
where men with careful smiles
and naked dolls
played with her gently.
They live in different places now
and daddy never came again
mummy comes to see her every night.
She cries a lot.