Statue in the Rain by Harker Jones

​It ripped me open
from scrotum to skull
 
breaking me in half
like his cock had
 
the truth left a jagged wound
one that would leave a scar
one that would frighten children,
warn them about the duplicity of human nature.
 
He spent his dna inside me
like he carved his name in my fissuring armor
 
then left me to rust, frozen,
like a statue in the rain.