Mazes of trails only they know. <br />Where some go the blind, <br />cannot follow. <br />Isles of cardboard boxes, <br />an empty package. <br />The empty horse, <br />hellenistic forgotten. <br />Black and white grainy pictures. <br />A blue blow fly sits, <br />in the corner of her eye. <br />Clothing scattered throughout, <br />across and around. <br />A young teenage girl not a man. <br />laying in the snow, purple blue. <br />They quietly got on and off. <br />In a hurry.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-death-and-rape-of-a-younger-woman/
