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Patricia Drake Apr 2013
sometimes words
leave the world
breathless
uncertain
until their return
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
Words
Immaculate
and beautiful
strings
in patterns intricate
and complex
for strength and viscosity
I hope to spin
and weave
into a web
so I may catch you
if you fall
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
the wait
for reply
at the doors of hell
his hell
unbearable
not knowing
but knocking

****** knuckles
bleeding heart
doors are locked
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
I suppose I ought to
watch news and drama series
split in bite sizes
by commercial breaks
on television
meant to make me spend
to fit in

I suppose I ought to
read and like Fifty Shades of Grey
and buy fluffy handcuffs
or ******
with blushing cheeks
with my friends
in town
to fit in

I suppose I ought to
tend my garden
and plant pretty flowers
around a well kept lawn
with clean well groomed children
playing neatly
with their dolls
to fit in

I suppose I ought to
stop working at all times
stop writing poetry
and chatting online
with strangers
or students
to act my age
and fit in
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
a forbidden triangle
fantasy
skewered between them
in her mind
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
A sudden spring
a rush
between slender stems
long dormant
awakened one morning
by droplets
of subtle fertile heat
A sudden spring
a glow
in late summer
Patricia Drake Apr 2013
I saw them get on the lorry
packed with people
drunk with sunshine, sand
and salt water
smelly people
stacked like sardines
to save a little on the fare

I saw them head away
away from the beach
away from the people
let people off
suddenly
and then drive off
something was off

I saw only five people left
driving into the bush
two of them slightly confused
confused by the terrain
and that only they would remain
heading back
strangely
via the outback

I saw them stop in nowhere
putting cuffs on the man
shouting things he didn't understand
dealing blows
and kicks
that he did
one at a time

I saw the others like he did
how they treated his wife
had her beg for her life
and had him beg and cry
and beg
to let them spare her
but they all wanted to try

I saw them get in the lorry
all five of them again
heading for a small town
where they found an atm
for that one last blow
of using their credit cards
before they would let the couple go

I saw them leave
only three in the lorry
the couple were left in town
shocked and scared
in an unknown town
they had no idea
why
I saw it all
This morning I read about a tourist couple who were abducted outside Rio de Janeiro and tortured, *****, and robbed by a couple of young guys before they were left in a town they did not know. The story has been rattling in my head all day.
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