Bleeding ropes wrap, twist
Following the contours of his arm
Dangling,
With no life left.
Sparkling shards sprayed
Across the street
Another sacrifice
To the nine to five grind.
Eyes staring unseeing
Transfixed on the
Telephone pole
The last thing he ever saw.
Another widow,
Another orphan,
All because he was
Running late.
Sep 20, 2010
Sep 20, 2010 at 8:16 AM UTC
Bleeding ropes wrap, twist
Following the contours of his arm
Dangling,
With no life left.
Sparkling shards sprayed
Across the street
Another sacrifice
To the nine to five grind.
Eyes staring unseeing
Transfixed on the
Telephone pole
The last thing he ever saw.
Another widow,
Another orphan,
All because he was
Running late.
Copyrighted by Kasey Lorenzini 2010.