General Poetry posted August 30, 2024

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A chapter in the book A Poetic Idiot's Approach to Idioms

Only Death Can Cure a Fool

by Videl Sky

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It was just past twilight; she was driving slowly home. Saw a car with hazards on, shining a vivid chrome. Thinking someone needed help, she braked to a halt, The urge to help others was her basic default.   As she approached the window, the door swung open - Her body went stock still, her smile now frozen. The silver of the car seemed to flash in his hands; Then he took what he wanted; he made no demands.   The dewy grass was cold against her tear-stained cheek, It was all she could do to remain still and meek. She thought she had a chance of getting out half-whole, A mistake to think he had even that much soul.   The ground wept bloody tears as it watched her depart - The revving of the engine hid her slowing heart. Her body illuminated by a glaring light, Eyes dimming as her body bade a soft goodnight.   Memories, a flash, a blur – but she couldn’t be saved - This saying on her mind, virtually engraved. Her father was right, albeit cruel,                 “Only death can cure a fool.”

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