"FACINGFACES 2002 - 04" SELECTED POETRY (Part 2)

Monster

the door opens with a creak

silent footsteps cross the floor

her eyes shut tight with terror

HAIL MARY FULL OF GRACE…

the footsteps stop right by her bed

warm breath upon her ear.

the putrid smell of rotten teeth.

BLESSED ART THOU AMONG WOMEN…

she dares not make a sound

for fear that mama will be hurt

so silently she screams for help

HOLY MARY MOTHER OF GOD…

as he pulls her panties down

a deafening shot rings out

she sees mama at the door

PRAY FOR US SINNERS NOW…

as mama rushes to her side

she sees daddy lying on the floor

it never hurts to pray

AMEN.

Chasing Mirages

On my knees I crawl back to you

through the inferno of hell.

Promising anything and everything

just to gain your favor.

You lift me from the floor,

like a child you hold me.

Kissing the blood from my lips

you swear it will never happen again.

Believing in what you say,

life is perfect once more.

Snapping back to reality I realize

that chasing mirages is gonna get me killed.

© Terry Anthony - Usa