Monday, May 11, 2009

Poem: "The Mark"

"The Mark"

It is quiet now
the yelling has subsided
the screams have faded

she crawls
to the phone
dials 9-1-1
struggles to
speak

the operator says
"9-1-1, what
is your emergency?"

the woman repiles
"please help. he is coming,"
as she collapses

the world starts to fade
as her eyes catch sight
of him standing over
her motionless body

she has become
the mark.

Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo

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