Red as a Beat

Our lunch hour talks seemed to be getting through
He’s dangerous beating her with bamboo
Her stories were gut wrenching getting beat
Now bruises showing, no longer discrete

Her scarf blew to me as she ran to him
I watched her back heave being a beat victim
I kept the scarf because it had her scent
They ran away in spite of his treatment

Watching them go was harder than I thought
The story was on page three, showed she fought
Her fear finally overcame his snare
By killing him with his gun on a dare

© 2013 Michael Yost 07/28

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10 responses to “Red as a Beat

  1. gritty authentic work sir!

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  2. authentic!
    you are so good with imagery Boo. I like!!! 🙂

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  3. Breaks my heart powerful writing

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