The Secret Friend

She rifled through his pockets for the handcuff key.

seeping through her limbs

doused his bed in gasoline

he would be lost in limbo for eternity

mangled faces and limbs.

mingling with the crowds.

The smile faltered a little when she saw his face.

a dish wrapped in tinfoil

trying to stifle her tears.

traffic kept moving past us, the people in those cars going about their lives, going to their jobs, going to see their families and friends. Life just keeps moving forward. It doesn't stop for you.