waiting for the boss

this is the story
of a girl
who lived
in the basement
of the girl next door


shelteredin the confines
of a suburban
tract house dungeon;
her punishment for runnin' wild


with dreams
half unlatched
she ran
like a spirit in the night
from those badlands


wind blowin'
through her hair
shielding her eyes
from the blinding light
she hugged onto a shoreline of hope


someday soon,
she's not sure when
her savior will rise up
from the streets

with
an armload
of rain soaked
roses
and second chances



Rene ~ 2010

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