Peeping Tom




Edited by Jai Kalra


Look into my eyes and you’ll see

The inverted image of your journal

Don’t ask me who I am or how I got here

Secrets slipped carelessly

From your fingers and burst into

Prickly roses across my lap


The barely contained breathing and

Pure sublime exhilaration derived from

The delicious task of sifting through

Somebody else’s spilled ink, exposed soul

The only things left unsaid is your name

And what I should do in your absence


As I take in your sprawling handwriting

I’m a child again, on a summer afternoon

Sweaty, eagerly gulping water

Suddenly comparable to ambrosia

I hear voices calling for my return

To an unfinished game of hide and seek


Let us play a game of pretend

Where you emptied out for a stranger

The words you meant for no one else to see

I’ll lock up the things you ache for

And keep the key under my mattress

They’re for my prying eyes only


So, do me a favour

Please scream at me

Pervert!

At my lust for what is not mine

Maybe the parasite in me will recoil

In devastating shame


Until then I’ll be here

Shrouded in darkness

Only illuminated by your mirage

Filtering in through the keyhole

I’ll continue to pry my life away

Hoping to drown in yours.


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