Pacifism

I felt my shoulder snap,
and told him to leave.
It snapped quicker
than my mind might have,
an early warning for
a quick departure.

My shoulder snapped,
I felt my spine seize up,
and told him to leave.
It seized before
my heart did,
an early warning for
a quick departure.

My shoulder snapped,
My spine seized,
I felt my hands contract,
and told him to leave.
They contracted ahead
of my reason,
an early warning for
a quick departure.

My shoulder snapped,
My spine seized,
My hands contracted,
I felt my jaw set hard,
and told him to leave.
It set before the teeth
could gnash out,
an early warning for
a quick departure.

My shoulder snapped,
My spine seized,
My hands contracted,
My jaw set hard,
And my words;
"You should leave"
an early warning for
a quick departure.

-Mine, in response to blatant prideful manipulative sexism spewing *explitives*