A Killer Among Us
It is a thorny impossible situation. No one is talking, eyes are red, feelings are not being shared. No one knows who to trust. Whoever did this is either a friend or an enemy, and no one except the killer knows
which. We are moving around each other with distrustful glances, suspecting our best friends, our cousins, our coworkers. Hoping we are wrong. It is a trying time, and it does not dissipate for months. Death is bad, but murder is somehow worse. We are on autopilot, jumping at loud sounds, never fully the same.
Paralyzed by fear
Never fully fixable,
We suspect our friends
Written for Mick Talbot's Haibun Contest
on June 25, 2018
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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