someone fitting your description

19 Mar

they all come rushing towards you

hundreds in this dark of deepest dark

faces like candle flames

burning with fear born of panic

someone fitting your description

just came through here

someone wearing your coat

trying to flag down a taxi

trying to make your escape

from this cul-de-sac

with it’s relentless rain

a tiger is on the loose

no face, no name, no claim

a heinous crime had been committed

someone fitting your description

but the what and the when becomes elusive in this dark

only terror

so you thrust it all into a magic bag

and watch it struggle as it shrinks

our faces are ovals of fluctuating light

no description can suffice

perhaps we are all tigers on the loose

running from crimes we thought we committed

something dark and heinous

even though no offense

was intended

 

 

 

 

 

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