You were monstrous.
When you reached out to touch me
It felt as though I was a pineapple
And you thought it was okay
To be rough with me.
Pineapples are hacked before they’re eaten.
Suddenly everything looked so big:
The dividers on the road seemed like
A steeple-chase race for giants.
The plant in our garden
Became a tree overnight but
The little red flower had died and
You threw away the pot at sundown.
That summer it rained and you shut me out-
I don’t think my knocking did any good
Because it was too faint and your thick skull
Covered your ears, converting my noise
To an impenetrable silence.
Anyway, I climbed in through the tiny window
Because the doors were oversized.
I wondered why I was feeling so hot
Despite the rain.
It was because you were dry as a desert
And that night
I wanted to impale you in your sleep
With a cactus.
I couldn’t for the life of me
Figure out why everything looked so colossal-
I was constantly stretching,
Then I realised
That the world looked this way to me because
You made me feel so small.