No Remedies for Memories

Not even scared, with his hateful

hands wrapped around her swanlike neck

squeezing she thought.  At least it’s clear what

 

indifference to another human being looks like.  Through her

 

Indian-burnt neck she could only grasp out

clouds of ash falling like hymnals

 

to the floor.  Word collapsing in each

 

gasp for breath, she knew it comes

much faster when delivered

 

by hate.  It would end her

 

drawn-out dying brought on by

Love’s indifference to her.

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