The wall & I

The wall is my witness
As I clenched my body like crescent
Growling underneath the duvet
Bounding over a secret
That I forbid her to tell
...not here, not to you, no.

The wall is my witness
Of my complexity and desire
and my worries
Of the unforgiven I committed
Then she comforts me
...no no, that's okay, you're a big girl now

The wall was witnessing
As I carried on, fearless and willing
Being possessed by the unseen
Back and forth, seconds to hours
Until my body heated
Until my mind darken
Until my soul freed
Then it comes to me
... this bed holds so much more than the four-sided walls

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