Posted in Tragedy

Soft Moans

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Photo courtesy of http://luckyaviation.blogspot.com/2009/04/

Drama dripping, madness slipping from the depths of the downed twin-engine and she frowns

The frozen frame of a future dame she imagines could be the same- noticing her thoughts don’t make sense.

Did I leave the puppy outside in the rain? How could I forget such a thing? What if he’s hungry and all alone…

This must be shock, she decides-and her mangled form goes numb

Steel bends around her body binding her arms…”I’m pinned,” talking to no one in particular.

The pressure against her chest is immense

Soft moans and groans are heard behind- she strains her neck to see.

Four people are in her sights..why did we take this flight? Where were we trying to go?

Glancing out the broken window the pilot lays motionless in the snow

With no memory of how or why- she takes her last breath as a tear falls down her face.

 

 

 

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I am a published author and writer/editor available for hire. I create abnormal, strange, and sometimes slightly erotic poetry. Crazy Girl. Creative Genius.

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