I woke up
my ears bruising
with sounds, words--
harsh and brutalizing
accusing.
words I had no choice
but to hear.
My ears, their virginity long since lost
opened easily
to those bitter phrases.
But while they cannot choose
what is recieved into them--
I can.
Even as I write this
I am forgetting.
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