Changing Room

Changing Room --   

 1-5-12/R-7-13-14  

The walls close in,

I fear the next step 
is bitterness.

I long for companionship,
a bright new space.

a fresh bold memory.

I could be gay,

but for the sex,

of which I'm less fond,

until cornered.

Walls close in.

I fear the next move  

behind a swinging door.

Just weeping
in a changing room

I must step out of.

-dp-
1-5-14