I tremor with each approaching tread as, unhindered
you delve into the nether regions of my mind
plastering seditious thoughts onto my wall of truth,
crushing me with your sporadic peals of laughter,
my tufts of once sacred feathers drift silently away as
I pledge myself to you, our souls eternally enmeshed,
forever a stigma.
This poem inspired by the challenge set by ‘Sunday Whirl’ to incorporate all the words in this ‘wordle’ – not easy!