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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