What Does it Take to Become a Rapist?

by Quinn Vokes

What does it take to become a rapist?

She didn't understand quite what she was getting into,
That poor, sad girl who only wanted love.

That poor, sad girl who became a rapist overnight.

The slow changes, the fleeting moments
When I should have seen it coming

Fuck-me pumps, anorexic jeans
When I didn't want to see it coming

A person is capable of anything under the right circumstances,
she whispered with warm breath into the night

Long, dark hair lingering

Dark complexion enticing

How erotic she was

We sat and talked and laughed and drank
I passed out
and now I wonder

Did she rape me too?

I'm not dead she cried, Don't look at me like I'm DEAD!! inside

Was my body violated,
or only my mind?


Author's Note: *Not quite sure if this is finished

Posted on 10/26/2008
Copyright © 2020 Quinn Vokes

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Nicole D Gregory on 10/26/08 at 02:10 AM

Whoa! Wow! Very distinct. Very real. I am amazed by the twist in this and I feel a sense of brutal kindness for both parties. ~N

Posted by Alisa Js on 10/26/08 at 03:51 AM

Well written... aloha

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 10/26/08 at 06:11 AM

Very sharp, very hard to ignore. A really terrific read, sir.

Posted by Kimberly Bowen on 02/28/10 at 10:45 PM

the blend of comments for each person is brilliant here. A great read with a fabulous last line. well done!

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