click
clink
put your hands up!
everybody, down!
he counts.
one -
he thought of hands,
grappling him in the bathroom.
two -
the hall's silence, the classrooms -
well, class is finished.
three -
all that he went through, everybody watching
why the hell did they let them tear him to bits?
four -
a few dozen fingers, frantic breathing;
- mom, i love you ! -
- dad, you too ! -
- god, help us. -
five -
there's an ingeminated bang.
oh, wait! - there's a ring!
a phone, maybe we're not alone -
nevermind.
that's just me.
well, now, when i close my eyes
at least i'll go quietly,
unknowingly.
next time,
maybe we should try prevention
instead.
YOU ARE READING
the Angry Girl
Poetrysome things are better off unsaid but they were tossed in my head so i decided to scream. Original content. Lowercase intended throughout the book. Previously titled "Tossed Thoughts". Highest Rank: 4 in Poem, Poetry
