In that moment ….Read on
I missed the train back from the city.
One beer and a bag of Raisinets, bought for lunch and dinner,
Causing me be to be late, because
One beer was never enough

So I bought another tall boy
Prophetic in its prediction of what was to draw
Me away from the home I was already late to return to
And the arms that I would go to instead, screaming
“I am a woman in trouble, I am no heroine. I can’t save myself,”…
Wanting for a hero,
I manufactured a situation by accident
That was perfect for a wanted rescue.
A victim of time, more than man,
I remember in that moment, running to make my train,
5:35
But, I thought
No I didn’t… didn’t think..
Just did… Just sat.. so far away from the home that was crying for me,
While I was crying quite…
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