cleaverchris

He sees her then, his lonely victim Jane,
As heavy, black clouds crack and rupture.
Words struggle to breathe under the falling rain.
She’s lost after she steps off the train,
Venturing to find a distant, unknown lover.
He sees her then, his lonely victim Jane.
He encircles her, rough like a rusted chain,
And repeats the charade, saying he loves her.
Words [...]