He was a sadistic Cowboy
garbed in black,
carrying his gun with pleasure,
as he took wrangler rope & belts,
tied me up tight,
I cried like a calf shivering
in fright
as I squirmed &
wiggled
crying& trying to escape the nose
around my frail neck
as my flesh burned,
died in the sensation of being branded.
Dad said
slaughtering was fun,
I shouldn't be so fragile.
He yelled,
"You must be strong,
Need no one!"
Words are needles
that bite through ears.
Brain &
heart tied up in knots,
silenced in shame & loeliness
childhood bondage
holds me motionless,
as I try to break free
of the entanglement of the past.