OrphanPip

I found this going through my stuff today, I'm not sure I'm entirely fond of it. I rarely write poetry for anything other than passing time so I don't mind writing bad poetry .

The Voice Behind the Door

Life pinned to a bed, is a
Peculiar joy:
Hot breath, suppressing weight,
The heartbeat rising-

KEEP IT DOWN!

Does he guess the
Source of the excitement?
Boys will be boys,
They're loud and
sweaty.

Shh, keep it down.
I can't help it,
hormones.

Laughing brings punishment,
Quiet sighs go unnoticed.
As long as it doesn't travel
beyond the door.

I TOLD YOU TO KEEP IT DOWN!