Over The Line Poem by Quin Faas
Over The Line
Sections
States
Stats
Slate
Clear
Corner
Edge
Arms
Center
27 seconds
Read
Text
Private
Grabbed
My body
Handled
Read
My
Nickname
Bigged
By
5,6 and then it was it 7
Till back at the shop
Then multiple
Suddenly
11
And
Now
No multiply
Multiplies
The
Sum.
Left
Standing
NO
Now back
In
Car
NO
Pulled
To
Ground
Hair
Back
Slammed
A
Force
2 brands
On
Car
Turned
Held
My
Wrists
Cuffed
Tightened
Then another
He
Tightened
Them
Harder
Covered
my
Mouth
Dirty
Hands
Dirty
Made
me
Walk
Barefoot
Crucified
Tortured
Property
Stolen
Thousands
Which
Left not scar
But
that
cash
Sum.
Proves
Back
Arms up
Barefoot
Made
Me
Walk
Barefoot
My
‘perfect’
Runners
Body
My
Right
Mind
My
PRIVATE
‘Perfect’
Long Hair
Backed
My arms
Stretched up
This place was
Sacred
This place
He knew
This place
I wrote
Read
By
Sum.
This place
He followed
This place
I drove
My pattern
Mine.
The
Water
The
Falls
I tried to
Be
Free
Of him
That
Night
JUST moments
Before.
That night
That night
That forsaken night
And into the mourn
He knew
JUST
where
I was going
He knew
He did this to me
And the Hes’ with He
Walks
Free.
all im saying on this is...WOW! ! ! ! ! ! ! you kept me over the line!
It`s a Bad Experience, What can I say, you know that, You do not need to be told to 'Pull Yourself Together' You cannot bear to hear again the words 'Get Over It' It is a Fact of Life, You have made up your mind, just a Fact, A Fact. Now it`s on paper, on file, in Cyber Space....for the Gods to see and Judge. You being a Woman have the Toughest Roles to Play, The worsts Tests to Endure. Treat this as such, You Pass with flying Colors.In my Book you Do. You have a Friend here Who Love you without Condition and no Axe to Grind. Or am I taking this Poem Too far over the Line. I still gave it 10 My Kindest Regards. Philip
For me it was like watching a film unfold in a series of Kodak instant photos flipped onto a desk - it hurt to continue reading but I couldn't stop. Thank you for writing this.
took a little while to get into, but it all came together after a while. Strongly worded, defiant expression of outrage, transcending victimization.
.........ye gods, this is exceptional Quin, terrifyingly so! Take care, love, Jerry
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4/26/2024 4:41:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Quin, It is obvious that you are a victim. You were assaulted. By a stalker? Or stalkers? Brutally? Raped? ? ? Became pregnant from that rape? Your pain is bleeding all over this page. Am a Victims Rights Activist. That covers victims of any abuse. You need to see a counselor and you need to get someone to listen to you before you can even begin to heal. Writing about it is cathartic but it is not going to make this horrible wrong go away. Trust me, there will always be the scars. You must learn to deal with them. You are here crying out. You need to also go back to the police. If you know your attacker or attackers...Stalker or stalkers, your D.A needs to know.! NOW! Because they are free and they will do it again and again and again. Rape is done by sociopaths...it is a hate crime and a most egrigious violent crime (secretly hate women) and a power play! Theo