let's say I leapt at him
out of the darkness, and wrapped
my skinny arms around his shoulders.
let's say I held him there, and yelled,
unsure now what to do.
and then
he was on top of me,
two fingers at my windpipe, saying
I could knock you out or kill you
with the pressure of my hand.
bits of Shane Seely "a love story"
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