Here i sit,
Much disturbance,
Thoughts of punishment,
Complete exhaustion,
Plagued tonight,
Cupboard doors and dusty mantles,
Who still sits,
Behind shut entrance,
Dancing shadows,
Misplaced whispers,
Full drawn curtains,
Bloody sheets,
Tight knitted corners,
Abandoned screams,
Light switch off.
Who still hears the breathing ?
Here i sit,
Much contemplation,
Thoughts of denunciation,
Ample anguish,
Persecuting voice,
Laceless shoes,
Slackened buttons,
Smouldering touch,
Computer screen,
Deafening rhythm,
Forceful cavort,
Gory downstairs,
Folding nurses corners,
Redundant pleas,
Door unlock.
Who still feels the twinge ?
Here i sit,
Much deserted,
Thoughts of perversity,
Generous torment,
Sudden darkness,
Smothered mouth,
Powering muscle,
Vulnerable frame,
Restraining in order,
Silent abjection,
Red icing,
Crease cotton rag,
Surplus love,
Innocence gone.
