Good Bye Baby

Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
Screaming. In my head. My voice.
How the fuck could I have done this? I have no recollection. Suddenly people were screaming at me to stop and the baby was missing…..I only had a couple oh my god what have I done?
They are going to take her from me. I know it. I did not mean to do it. I put down the car seat put the beer on the backseat heard something turned away and……oh my god how could I have forgotten that I  had put her down on the pavement. Tears fill my eyes. How am I going to live with myself? I nearly please let it only be nearly killed my beautiful baby girl. Fuck……
They think that I don’t see I don’t hear them whispering. Cunt mother drunk drugged up forgot her baby girl was in the car seat behind her vehicle. Thank goodness the stupid bitch was so hammered she didn’t hurt the baby at all. Voices ripping into me. Eyes slashing daggers pull into myself there will never be enough rage throughout the world scourging me as I scourge myself. Rub raw bleeding wounds oh god I cannot believe that I have done this.
Don’t take her from me please. Wrists now bound. Screams baby wanting her mother I try so hard to be good but it is not easy. They all know I am going to fail they tell me so. Maybe it is better this way……
Time to say good bye. Heart breaking watch parents carry her away at least family will have her I will not be a total stranger papers in front of me signed. Lean head back tears slip slowly from lidded eyes pain so intense I feel nothing.
Late last evening the body of 29 year old Laverna Moore was found in the back of Shamrock’s Bar. Police have given a preliminary cause of death as accidental overdose. Most of our viewers will remember Laverna from last month when she nearly drove over her daughter while high……In other news……
Jan. 12/20
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Wrong One

Glittering in darkness
feral eyes
following every move
caressing every curve
waiting until he can claim her.
Make her
mark her
as his own.
Means to an end
gyrate to music
same moves every day
choreographed
bend
shake
grind
dollars in the g-string.
Drool
lips slick
playing
jiggling
under the table
fierce grin
sensations roar
sight narrowed to one girl
the chosen one.
Made him
he could be trouble
stalker trouble
do not make eye contact
same smile for all.
Night’s end
girls leaving
groups of two
three
none dumb enough to walk alone.
Cars in darkness
lit by street lights
shadowed spaces never really seen
check the backseat
before opening door.
Wait……
had it not been locked?
Senses alert
slip into seat
hackles raised
flick of wrist
blade extends.
Quick breath in
lust surges
leap up
reach for swan like neck
pristine
for now….
scream
reflex
training takes over.
Blood covered
feral eyes glitter in the night
wait for the police…..
he picked the wrong woman to fuck with.
©Jan. 12/20
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