THE THIN LINE-


The thin line

My sister once told me of a friend

High school age

A pleasure to have in class

Terrified of breaking curfew,

Same old story

A young girl sneaking off

in the waning hours of a dry spring night

meeting up with friends,

Or boyfriend

Never made it that far

Fell off her roof

Or slipped?

Drunk

Dying on the front yard for hours

Lying in the dew

A dry spring morning

The neighbors awoke to,

Guttural screams

the sound of parents

discovering a nightmare

Cold comfort

or just plain Cold,

I told her

beyond my own wisdom

Death is so often,

The thin line between

the funny little anecdote

and (DEATH)

the terrible tragedy

Authored by

KJVH

Show your support

Clapping shows how much you appreciated kjvh1989’s story.