Mike Davis


Hurt Girl

Hurt Girl
The lion head knocker raged under his hand
With no mistaking the staccato message of now.

Crack, crack, crack the old lions chin slammed again and again.
Echoing down the empty bulbless hall.
“Go away” whimpered the shell of a once pretty girl
her whispered voice adding, “I can’t give you what I haven’t got”.

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