Craving | 1 |
she called the police and convinced them | 2 |
she was here against her will | 3 |
she was here as a captive | 4 |
she was here without control | 5 |
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only one of those three was right | 6 |
and that caused the other two | 7 |
to stumble from her mouth | 8 |
like toddlers learning to | 9 |
walk down stairs | 10 |
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i ran home in the rain | 11 |
in my nice skirt | 12 |
and lowcut shirt | 13 |
that i had worn to work | 14 |
for some et cetera dinner party | 15 |
id now be late to | 16 |
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my bare feet burned holes | 17 |
in the pavement, as i | 18 |
held flipflops intertwined | 19 |
through fingertips | 20 |
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i contemplated hitch hiking | 21 |
every stranger driving past | 22 |
gave me one less chance | 23 |
of getting there | 24 |
before she left | 25 |
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and when i finally arrived | 26 |
i cant remember a word | 27 |
the police said | 28 |
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i cant recall what | 29 |
we managed in response | 30 |
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all i remember is watching her | 31 |
with nervously flicking fingers | 32 |
with pacing feet | 33 |
with frantic feverish eyes | 34 |
tattered hair and house shorts | 35 |
now soaked from the rain | 36 |
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and how her eyes kept wandering | 37 |
from the cop, to her car | 38 |
"this is all i can do to make things right" | 39 |
she stuttered under her breath | 40 |
but all she had the strength to do | 41 |
was make things more | 42 |
wrong than before | 43 |