You shove yourself inside of me (though we do not fit)
You, the intruder
take a big, black step
and walk right into me.
You surround every wall. I can’t escape this place at all
because I am the place.

I feel time stretch...

You leave just as hastily as you came in—breathy, throbbing, sore
You leave me empty, gaping and
torn. You walk around, then kick me off
and right now you’re
walking
around. Searching for
something more.

I feel time stretch…

somewhere I am
Laying on the ground, worn; inanimate.
Somewhere.
I can always hear your footsteps.