Unholy Mess


Drive past memories
not able to venture
inside, peering through broken glass

anxiety bursting open her chest,
electricity pumping through blood.

No one believes
she did anything wrong.
No one does

so i guess she doesn’t believe.

I can’t say who she was, is.
Naming her would bring her back.
If i told you
I would disappear.

I arrived as a stranger

made myself known
errant footprints left behind.
I saddled in the corner

peered at the smirks

welcomed with a serene invitation to dine.

Once a high
then a low
the drama unfolds.

No fight ensues
she lies down
with ease, 

the sacrifice takes hold.

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