Her Name
“The heart wants what the heart wants. Even that which is worst for it.”
“Yes, Hippolyta, we Amazons are warriors. But we are women, too.”
– Wonder Woman (2009)
Her name, her name
As you whisper my name
Falls like a pea
To my soiled bosom
Her name, her name
Calls to me, calling fear
I think of you
Beside me inside me
Your eyes see me
Your ears hear her
Her name
Accursed name! accursed fiend!
Accursed wretch! accursed flea!
Her name shatters ice
On cracked walls
Reveal
Her name
Forever her name
As I watch you watch me watch you
Across golden statues
Of strong women
Whose name is not my name
Your name sears itself to me, searing passions of foil, inside my brain you come to me, you kiss me, grope me, tie me up and seduce me. In my brain, you scream in joyous pain as underwear is flung out of the windows of resilience. You will love me and I will pretend not to. But you will touch me, way down there, smile and lick your lips and breathe. I will refuse, oh refuse, refuse, refuse. But when you stop to smile to stare at me, stare at my naked body, your penis unhardens and you softly caress me. You ask me to love you then you say my name.
But all I can hear is hers.
