Sunday, November 8, 2009

to a girl i don't know, but i mourn

what could push
a young girl, twenty five
to snuff her breath out
with a rope?
what kind of pain
could so rot the heart
to such sadness
what depth of what despair
to lead her there?
to the end, her end/
her last drawn breath
and the prayer of release
lights her eyes
for the last time
the pain goes away
it goes
with a crack
17 june 09

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