Lilly

(I keep toying with Lilly's story -- the girl abducted one night out in San Francisco.  One day it will coalesce into a novel.  For now, I play...)

Lilly:

He wants (me here forever).

He says (speak when spoken to).

He goes (to work or to play, all day, all day).

I wish (for windows, a door, a chance).

I claw (at the plaster under the bed, where he won’t see).

I suck (on my arm until it bleeds).

Prison is too tight

For a fifteen year old girl.

All I did, all I did,

All I did

Was go out,

Was have fun,

Get drunk,

Dance,

Sweat,

Live…

All I got, all I got,

All I got was this,

This room,

These walls,

            And him.