No names

When women don’t care to

Know your name,

Nor name your care at all;

When humiliate is

The only trait they care to show

Their prey;

When this is so, it’s quite

A show

Of hands quite bleeding raw:

On edges cruel

And fatal weal;

How endlessly your

Fascination

For a me who never

Harmed a sole

Human being on this rock:

And so time it does

Tick tock.

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