Poem: Behind Closed Doors

Behind Closed Doors 
Tee hee,
I like thee,
Kiss me.

Ok sure,
Let’s shut the door,
Say no more.

Ow I banged my head,
Can I rest in your bed?
Let’s sleep instead.

No,
I want more,
That’s why I shut the door.

I don’t want to,
Leave me,
Stop teasing me.

I said say no more,
Clothes on the floor,
What a whore. 




Om Podcasten

“We grow to give new meaning to old words” - Jessica (podcast speaker) New poems encapsulated modern day struggles but no struggle hasn’t been heard of before. Poems are time capsules that were never dated. They were buried in the past but remain intact in the present.