Poem

Only Bjorn has seen this. I was afraid to show this to anyone else for fear of being mistaken as a lesbian. I'm not, by the way. I wrote this during class when I didn't want to listen to report (hahaha, I can't remember which of my classmates were reporting that day. I'm sorry if I offended anyone.)

Try not to hurt my feelings too much. I'm new with poetry. I'm an absolute amateur.

Lingerie
by Tubig Diwata

She moved quickly
That woman in the dark
And she wore it right
That lingerie I bought
Last time I went to the mall

Honestly, I asked myself why
I bought that thing

She moved quickly
That lady in the dark
While her scent shifted
from sweet,
                 sweet
                        sweet bliss
to swift
          relentless
                   want

She touched hard
And felt the hardness
of my abdomen
Secretly whispering inanities
            profanities
and conspicuously screaming
        faint...faint...faint
               echoes of terror

The bedside digital clock struck
...midnight

She swifty moved away
Picking up pieces of clothing
Discarded as she tried on the lingerie

Lying in bed,
...light
    ...light from the digital clock
blind me
or maybe it was water
that blurred everything else
except the numbers
      except the numbers


12:11

Eleven minutes ago
She wore my lingerie


***

She removed my lingerie
           dressed
and left
picking up luggages
neatly piled by the door

I looked away
I see drawers empty
Not a sight of clothing
but the lingerie
that she once wore right.