No.36

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Girl with one eye closed, running

purple-black, the other streaming

barefoot, bloodied, silent screaming

hands together as if praying

flags a car that comes, now slowing,

begs the man to take her home.

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Driver sees the wires binding

wrist-gouged cutting deep, she’s bleeding

no-one else comes by, he’s thinking

leaves her hands bound now, scheming,

ignores her prayers, high-pitched screaming,

drags her in and takes her home.

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Girl with both eyes closed is singing, 

blackened, bruised, she hangs now swinging

hands together as if diving

up towards his basement ceiling

scissor-cut, her clothes are falling 

prays to God he’ll let her go.

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Man with sweating hands is praying

sits with wife and children, dining

while underfoot a girl is twitching

on a rope, blinded and gagging,

Say no to pie, from table rising, 

begs his wife to let him go.

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Wife sees how her husband’s flushing, 

To his dungeon how he’s hastening

Reprimands the children, fighting, 

Eat your greens! That noise is nothing

Now clear the table, I must get scrubbing!

Time for bed, so off you go! 

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No.36

Erik Kaisson, 2017

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