Bloody Handprints: Version 1 Poem by Rebecca Hall

Bloody handprints
Smeared
On the shower
On the window;

Looking into the mirror
He screams
Yet no sound
Comes through
His closed mouth
His eyes
So dark;

The body
Lays in her
Own blood
Beyond the bathroom
Underneath the covers
Eyes hauntingly open;

Mechanical laughter
Fills the room
Startling the silence;

Bloody footprints
Leading to the
Scene that
Was and is
Right now;

Remembering
As her breathing
Stopped,
Hearing the crunching
Of her windpipe
As it broke;


Nightmares and daydreams
Haunt him
As
The wind howls
Her screams;

Bloody handprints
Smeared upon
His soul