Chicano Poet

Wednesday, April 08, 2009


In the old part of town,
he raped an eight year old girl,

afterwards he pulled up his zipper.
With his animal instincts satisfied,

he knew he must strangle her,
he could hear the nearby noise

of the freewayfreewayfreeway,
he could smell the smog,

he could hear distant voices,
he dragged her into the bushes,

he walked up the hill to civilization,
and he became human again.


At 12:40 PM, Blogger Jim Murdoch said...

I think I might have been tempted to say "and he took on human form again". It's an effective piece for all that. I like the title especially.

At 12:22 AM, Blogger RC said...

Thanks,Jim.I was trying to depict the knife-edge between being a killer and a non-killer,which is perhaps such a fine line.


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