Naudia Williams
Last night my skin crawled into bed with me
I was drunken
Numb to the world around me
Last night young Afro-Americano man touched waist
Caressed hips
He tried to dive into a private lake
Tried pried open bolted doors
But it was just a dance
And he was just a soulless body
Last night spandex against jeans made the sweetest sound
Until he opened his mouth
Until he didn’t ask for consent
Till he forgot cats garb back
I sunk my thoughts into my hips and asserted my position
I collapsed into midnight
My lips lingered with some man’s last name
He called me darkness
He got lost in my abyss
Too much loneliness in my space
He tried to translate in body language
But he wasn’t speaking the right tongue
Brokenness in his dialect
His jargon wasn’t smooth enough
My body cascade across the bass
I was alive in a catacomb
Slowly fading away into nothingness