Lessons in a corner

You were silent before, lover,
I muted my own self
to make sense of it.
Backed against the wall, I slid forth
my dignity into a meat shredder
Lips pressed tight all the while.
It was my pleasure.
By the time you turned and were your own self
I was ground up, pattied and ready for sale.

My lover of two faces, one
turned away from me.
The world, swallowed
The night, bare
Which is more painful, to be unrecognizable
Or to be unrecognized?

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