Intangible words escape her lips.
Smooth hands locked
In my worn digits.
A perfect peck on my cheek,
And the warden slams me down over his knee,
Breaking my back.
Hands run through auburn hair.
My hazel eyes locked onto her blue
Eyes. My arm around
Her torso,
She whispers a secret to me.
The scourging begins.
The whip strips me of my only protection.
The pain is unbearable,
And madness is only a wimper away.
I can taste your lips,
I bite through my lip.
Blood fills my mouth.
The whip takes its respite.
My raw back is shackled to the granite wall.
A solid knuckle finds its way
Into my already broken jaw.
I cry out your name.
“Here she is”,
Replies the warden.
Across the room
A corpse is chained to the wall.
Once auburn hair,
Now mangled, knotted.
Blue eyes, clouded over.
Dainty fingers, broken every
Which way.
I attempt to recede into
Madness,
Escape the truth.
And as I drift,
Your corpse exhales
Only one word:
Why?
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