Nao Falo

"Shhhh", a voice sounds in the hallway.

I am trying my hardest not to be too loud

I want to groan.. a body, no, somebody is

pressed against me

I know no names but I must identify

them as people, neighbors even

less the fear tied to being forced into

such a small space with strangers consume me

The last true thing I recall is being escorted

off a megabus and being told to undress

then being lined up with the other passengers

and locked in a dark room. Alone, with strangers

How long have I been here?

The holes in the ceilings have gone dim and light

63 times now but I'm forgetting things

I was so drunk on the bus I can not truly remember

so I do what I can do...the only thing to be done

I think of my lover

I should have never left in a rush

we are always more alone without one another

we are always so closer, I needed space

I was smothered?

Even more afraid of our love

than I am here stripped of clothing and dignity

all I think of is, will I see you again

will I make it right because

I shouldn't have left in such a rush

we are always so much better together

we could never be distant, I needed space?

I start to weep

I shouldn't, I could be speeding up

the fate of us all but suddenly I'm hysterical...