Medicate or Rape Her: An Owner’s Manual on How to Quiet a Woman
Fill her up with compliments; fill her up with food,
Undermine her confidence; tell her she’s a fool,
Buy her drinks then fuck her,
Then call her fat when through,
Slap her when she speaks up, then tell her I love you,
Tattoo her with your name, to show her that you own her,
Keep her from her friends until she’s just a loner,
Pull the phone from the wall when she tries to call for help,
Then fuck her up the ass until she has no sense of self,
Medicate her tears to push down all that anger,
‘Cause in the end she just really wants a willful man to bang her,
Keep her numb and question-less with pills and electric to her brain,
Watch those brain cells die, and make “Yes doctor” her refrain,
Quiet her with your fists, make her flinch and cower,
Corner her in a room, to show her who has power,
Fuck her in her mouth, to end her constant nagging,
Bruise her where it will not show, to keep the neighbor’s tongues from wagging,
Give her all the pills she needs for moods and endless diets,
Eventually you’ll get the gift, of blessed peace and quiet.
* Barbara McCarthy is a writer from New York City. She recently
published three works – non-fiction and poetry in The Legendary.
