I Followed My Instincts
INITIAL SHOCK
SANCTUM
HUNGER TO RAGE
her carotd pulse was beating slow and steady
walking in place amongst the crowd
CONCENTRATION
she slipped into inert silence
money and trouble to a casual observer
a human knot closed around her PROTECTIVELY
THEY KEPT LOOKING AT HER EVEN WHEN SHE RAN AWAY
its possible their CONFABULATING-wishful thinking hoping to make it out alive
suicide after a PROTRACTED ILLNESS
left all alone to survive
LIABILITY
DENIED
Copyright © Brandy Megens | Year Posted 2009
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