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Isoindoline
Poems
Oct 2012
Melody
She stares down through the open window;
sheer ragged curtains flap gently inward,
casting thin moon shadows on linoleum.
Her bare toe traces the square pattern habitually,
with the slow sensuous movement
of a crooning night melody.
She watches the dark contour of a man in the street,
barely illuminated by the dimming lamp;
watches as he turns and clicks down cracked pavement.
Her brown chest constricts, sigh persuaded forth,
and deep eyes follow his swaying walk
as hope fades.
In her hand is a reflection of the moon on metal,
curved to the shape of the barrel;
her finger strokes the trigger.
She raises her hand, pulls;
the melody reverberates on the window panes
an unforgiving song, an irreversible song.
She stares down through the open window;
sheer ragged curtains flap gently inward,
casting thin moon shadows on linoleum.
Who did she shoot?
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Isoindoline
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