Stop teaching me how to say no
when no sounds too much like go
and I can’t go on
because my skin is now a cemetery
for all the fingerprints that wanted to belong
and I don’t know how I can be transparent anymore
because he’s seen every pore
and stop telling me how to say no
because I don’t think that’s in his vocabulary anymore
stop telling me how to say no and start teaching him no
because I know how to say no but he doesn’t know
what I mean when he’s too busy choking me with his own.