Lamb
For the next girl
By C. A. ButterworthPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

No, there’s no way to make you listen
And I can’t save you from your fate
Remember those same sheepish
Clothes, then the Wolf would play
In disguise he hunts
Savage, patient
Senses prey, then
Unmasks
Maims
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2/3 of the Breakup Nonet Trilogy
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Comments (3)
ohhh! that's well done.
Danger, danger! Some don't listen and walk willingly into stupidity.
This was so poignant. Loved your poem!