October 21, 2009


Urgently traipsing along
the treacherous terrain,
beneath the dim glare of the street lamps
The scream of the train
pierces the night air,
mocking her expedited pace

The raw chills crawl up her spine
and the heavy wind
creeps along at her feet.
It’s pulling at the tips of her wavy hair,
grazing her cheeks,
taunting her with its frigid touch.

She passes the hulking glass door,
scurries across the poorly lit hall,
and swiftly down the mildew scented stairs,
and waits cautiously for a sign
behind the door that’s been left ajar,
where he claimed he was alone.

Hushed laughter floods the room
where silence should have been.
It is spilling into the hallway,
where she anxiously holds her breath,
preparing herself for the inevitable,
the moment it’ll all be over


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