Healthy Choices
Hold still
Keep quiet.
Get a degree
to learn how to talk
saying nothing.
Catch a good man
by being demure.
the one your mother chooses.
Let him climb you
whenever his urge,
amidst headaches
and menstrual aches
and screaming infants.
And when he bids
quick, turn over.
Hold still.
Make your tongue
a slab of cement
a white stone etched
with your name.
Kill your stories with knives
and knitting needles
and Clorox bleach.
Hide in your mysteriousness
by saying nothing.
Starch your thoughts
with ironed shirts.
Tie your anger
with a knot in
your throat
and when he comes
without concern
swallow it.
Hold still.
Keep desire
hopeless as ice
and sleepless nights
and painful as pinched eyelid.
Keep your fingers
from the razor,
keep your longing
to sever
his condescension
safely in your douchbag.
Turn the blade
against yourself.
Don't twitch
as your slashed wrists
stain your bathroom tiles.
Disinfect with Pine Sol.
Hold still.
Keep quiet.
Keep tight your lips,
keep dead your dreams,
keep cold your heart.
Keep quiet.
And he will shout
praises
to your
perfection.
