imagine
your most shameful moments
those chapters of your life
you don’t re-read
even under the covers
late at night
with the flashlight
you were admonished
to extinguish
hours ago
before your eyelids
dredged the shore for sand
those grainy scenes
captured by a drunken
videographer
tripping backward through the mist
overlaid discordant
dissonant minor chords
if you chance upon
a split-second replay
your skin crawls
bowels churn
hair stands on end
now imagine
the sensationalized trailer
clipped disjointed
melodramatic
picture the tabloid cover
lurid misrepresentation
where you dined
cannibalistic taloned
simultaneously vicious
predator
stereotypically weak female
I eschew
plagiarism
of my autobiography
renounce
counterfeiting
of portraits
for which I never posed
I have swallowed the bile
cleansed grit from my eyes
with the flow of copious tears
flattened hairs
under vigorous
warm my own arms
rubbing
I claim the rights
file the copyright
to my own tales
I am a warrior, yes
I have been wounded yet
I shed no blood
I courageously wield
my tremulous words