Tuesday, July 18, 2017

"Erwin, What's in the Box?" ~ 1.18.14

Her tears trickled into his beard
only to disappear from sight
embarassment is what she feared
her emotions coming to light

to cry in public is no shame
if no one cares to share her pain
he has only himself to blame
crimes committed, nothing to gain

crimes of omission, sins of deed
he knocks at her door, is she gone
a house in Memphis, Tennessee
orange Karman Ghia, green lawn

it sat stock still in the driveway
she took her life, he had no say

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