Posted by Raven Ultra on Friday, August 21, 2009
Under: Poem
Body
Gurgling sounds bubble close to my ears.
What is that sound that I hear?
Screams and yells mix with laughter and joy.
Maybe Uncle Joe has found a new toy.
Cracks and thuds blend in with the sound.
Two weeks later and she'll be in 'lost and found'.
A body afloats up in a creek.
Broken legs and blood smeared on her cheeks.
On the news and in the paper.
No one will no a day or two later.
Kept in silence, hidden in secret.
She's no more than just a body now.....
In : Poem