December 14, 2012

punch in the stomach
knocked clear across the room
 struggle to inhale
heart dragged along 
this tortuous, familiar road
bleeding, broken
 mind numb
questions with no answers
can’t wrap around it
words turn to ashes  
live embers in my mouth
 choking tears
 the soul longs
to  erase the horror
protect the babies
 tied in knots
powerless to console
the inconsolable.
 cannot change what is past
what about the future?

   Friday’s events invaded my thoughts this weekend, pushing all else aside.