What does one do?


What is one to do?
Sit and contemplate?
Knowing that the anger
Fury within another soul,
Wants to split
Wants to tear
Ranting about
Adrenaline racing;

Looking for the next
One to pull
The wool over my

Not such a big surprise;

I fear he may
Gouge out my

To be completely
Utterly hopeless
Dependent upon the
Mountains crest,
Desert sky;

I am not ready
To say

If I ever disappear,
I didn’t do it;

I didn’t do it,
But someone close
To me knows.

Dawn Piercy ©2014


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