the rape | Write Out Loud

the rape | Write Out Loud

The Rape

I met this girl she was tall and walked like a gladiator,

but she was not there when I needed her.

He - let stick to I- had been walking all night now it was
dawn

and I was very tired, young people too get tired. 

By the road a labourers’ cabin the door was not locked and

I went in sat by bench and fell asleep. When I awoke three
men

were leering at me, they were of the type that become guards

at prisoners´ camp and are the willing executioners of tyranny

and killers o innocence and beauty. I tried to get away,

but they pinned me, face down, on the table. Yes they raped
me

and to make the passage smooth they smeared my rectum with

yellow margarine.

Blindly I ran down hill came to a brook dived into it tried
to clean

myself, and on the surface came semen, blood, shit and
pearls of

margarine. Sat on a stone in the sun, knew I could not tell
anyone

about this shame that had happened to me; and worst of all
when

raped I had an involuntary erection. I had been a victim of
rape,

yet it took long before I could forgive myself