You smacked me on the ass,
and then looked nervous — tho the emotion was nearly imperceptible.
The smack, for me, barely registered
It took several beats for me to even consider
                                        “ oh
                                         perhaps that –
                                         huh ”

Because I don’t really care.
Didn’t flatter, didn’t threaten, just sort of…rolled on by.

Really, boys
I don’t have a           goddamned           thing
to prove.