silk tie adjusted around neck
leather shoes tied snugly
crouching in hiding
under fluorescent light
mouse pointer taking aim
right hand pulling the trigger
credit card number prostituted
memory raped
it's a different kind of darkness.
ninety-dollar hoodie over cap askew
size-thirteens measuring sidewalk
pace quickening
as fluorescent lights buzz orange
right hand tossing bottle to the curb
sweat beads worsening the chill
memory molested
body shaking in fear
it's a different kind of darkness.
well, i don't know where this came from, Bethany, but i like it.
ReplyDeleteYou've got me thinking...
ReplyDeleteoh, girl, you see them. the shadows. and you love, with his love. thank you, on behalf of them. thank you. xo
ReplyDeleteGood point - I wonder if it goes both ways? Is there light in both these stories too, or am I hoping too much?
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