Monday, October 19, 2009

Agreement

She keeps a ring,
a soft glowing halo
that surrounds her always.
She says “You can’t hurt me.”

When the parking lot was a field;
when her feet fell like cold hammers
and she ran away.
He didn’t even chase her.

She lay sprawled out in the cold air.
She willed heaven to take her,
and heaven took her.
Hell on earth was gone forever.

She made an agreement.

She stands in flames and poison,
but she feels no pain; impregnable.
Choice was saturated with simplicity.
Imprison the judge, and burn his book.

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