boy(O)boy

Random sight
Mother’s flight
Left me empty
Lost outside
Dark forest
Man with a gun
Listen to the trains go by
Who would take this son

Boy of brown hair
Crooked smile
Best of all
Ran a mile
Round the court
To the park and stopped
Rode his bike
Hit a curb and dropped

Blood poured heavy from the knee
Cried and screamed his way home
Felt comfort of a demon
Aqua-net stink
Black dyed perm
Crunched feet arthritis ache
Dirty fingernails with makeup splotch
Nightmares of her image in the glass case

Why did they give him away?
To this beast… This creature
Vile departed foul disgusting wretched crippled mass of soulless flesh
Why

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