Here in America

A party with trusted friends
Spiced rum
Beer pong
Strip Uno
The sober one calling the shots
Every turn, I lost
Keep drinking
Keep stripping
Eyes mercilessly peeling off the layers
Game over

Bed time
Separate rooms
What was I wearing?
The smell of liquor on my breath?
The inability to think?
The inability to stand?
Completely numb

But he just wants to cuddle
He must be lonely
Hands on my waist
Moving up
Moving down
A whirlwind of no's in my head
But nothing on my lips but his
So that must mean yes
Because the difference between a no and a yes
Is a bottle of Captain Morgan

The taste of his tongue on mine
It tasted like a no
I wish I had the power to scream out loud
Not just in my mind
This was private property
My property
But he claimed it for his own
And if I were actually property
There would be justice

He left
I cried
Can't say anything
They'll think I lied
Because here in America
The difference between a no and a yes
Is a bottle of Captain Morgan
And a short dress

Nightmares
Social anxiety
Guilt
They all reside in me
Please don't touch me
I don't want to cuddle
"Wow, just chill, it's only a hug"
I'm sorry
Your touch reminds me of a time when a hug
Somehow made me a whore
Because here in America
The difference between a no and a yes
Is a bottle of Captain and what you wore
You can't win a court case with only
Cloudy memories of the night before
And the condom wrapper that he so carelessly left on the floor
The only thing that made you sure
It wasn't a dream
And you hopefully weren't carrying his child inside of you

Because here in America
If you didn't say no
That was definitely a yes
How were you dressed
You should have kept your legs shut
Because now they all call you a slut
You should have screamed
Well maybe
He shouldn't have sexually assaulted me
Because here in America
The difference between a no and a yes
Is a bottle of Captain Morgan
Who cares about the rest