All I Ask

All I Ask

is for my identity  to be returned
tossed out a window  and into my warm lap
so he can be driven  away and away
but he acts as if I asked
for a bowl of his blood

This is a man who taught me
words kill women slowly
they consume their spirits
and they don't know it's happening

I remember I made love
to this man  before my body did
and maybe you have to

I followed him  to a twisted nightmare
where dirt sticks to you
no matter how hard  you shake it off

Through to the end of it
he said was not into me
in the beginning
my beauty was in a black mask
now it is hostage