Penetrating sounds

I can hear you pleasuring her in the next room.

Your moans penetrate my ears.

It makes my stomach turn and twist.

You’ll come out in a minute, leaving her panting on the bed, and give me a dirty, sickening smile. It always happens in the same way.

The way you do it, it’s as though I’m invisible.

I have no place in this flat.

I don’t belong with its stained walls

And soiled carpets.

It is tainted and damaged.

 

I’ll leave tonight,

Pack up my things and take a bus to Cambridge.

I’ve always longed to live in Cambridge.