Dormitory

In our nightmares

We feel naked 

We try to move

But we are restrained

Back in the dormitory 

Our punishment 

Next door we hear 

The boys shouting and roaring 

It scares us

When they are older 

They will be roaring men

And we all be on the outside 

Locked up in our own prisons 

Red rooms

Safe in our beds

Nowhere else to go 

Too late to find 

Something better and shining 

We have our rituals 

One 

Two 

Three

But they are fading 

We touch what we need to touch

Leave the rest to chance

That makes her smile 

The rains come down

In a shower

The poles on the window 

Grow more slippy

There is no escape from the dormitory

After dark.