Shake off
I’m still here
Desperately scrubbing the walls, the floors
The glasses you placed your lips on
The sheets
The door handles
Of your fingerprints
And taste
And sweat
And violence
I’m still here
10 months deep into a new relationship
And I am still afraid of you
I can’t shake off that closeness
Of my first love
I can’t shake off your punches
And the way you held my hair
When you waited for me
Outside my door
In the middle of the night
Drunk and furious at my new life
I can’t shake off the threats
The screams
The image of you being held by my doorman
While you were shouting how much you hate me
And I could see your body
Physically unable to let me go
I can’t shake off the anger
The disgust
Of having you in my life
I can’t shake off
The idea of you
The idea that I let you get so close to me
I can’t shake off
What’s now left of me post-you