The most innocent being I ever knocked the shit out of?
My wall…
Half past midnight.
In the depths of the darkness of my room
I couldn’t see it
but
i could
hear
it.
The wall was screaming
like a whore on extasy
or
like a sinner in agony
i couldn’t tell.
The sound leaked through my pores
and
blared into my veins.
I stood up and punched it as hard as I could
but
it just wouldn’t stop.
So I kicked it and punched it and kicked it again.
It kept on screaming, howling, shouting…
Then suddenly it stopped.
and the silence started eating my fingers when
my fists started swelling,
my legs pulsing
my eyes draining
and
my lips mumbling:
“Forgive me father, for I have sinned
…
Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea exacerbata culpa”
