Challenge
Grab us by the throat and don't let go until the last word.
SPLATTERED SOUL
He grabbed her by silvery throat
Hurled her across crimson room
body slithering down wounded wall
blooming red puddle underneath
blood seeping through floor boards
condo below, maroon drips on my head
gory awareness, I wipe blood from my hands
staining the sheets with sanguine anguish
glance up to grasp source of silent blood
dead air makes no noise but shhh
I hear fired footsteps absconding
cold feet freeze me in cowardice
turn out light, go back to delusional bed
cover my head pretending didn’t happen
splattered soul mottled and besmirched.
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