Hostage of One Night

HOSTAGE OF ONE NIGHT what is his name she asks but i refuse to tax my mind though the memory of him hovers, the one who stole my virginity, caused my shame what is his name she asks for in the beginning i did not tell sheltered in my deepest mind divulged when a loved one died what is his name, will it pop up tonight in my dreams...i’ve long ago closed the door but now this monstrous thing hovers closing in once more...i almost see him and his sister too and the darkest night wants to preside in the daylight through fog and wandering nerves i still remember clearly...where, when, what, why. there’s no goodbye clothing ruthlessly thrown on stairs, stained, a yellow bodice unsnapped the scintilla of a window open my eyes close out the “no” i screamed in the end i remember and can’t forget afterall 9/29/2018