In The Twinkling Of An Eye

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Driving home this summer’s day
Windows down
Feeling that thing you feel
When the wind is blowing through your hair
And the sun shines on your face
Listening to Pantera
Full blast
Fat Pat…Big Pokey…SUC

Then a call to a good friend
Also making his way home on this same summer day
A conversation that goes on for hours as you both race towards home
Talk of the intimate…the mundane
Talking about Life
Then, a word within a certain context is spoken
Never meant to hurt
Even still, you’re sent back to a terrifying place
A distant memory takes hold
Violent and cruel
It envelopes your senses
You’re back in time
In a dark room, shaking and so afraid
But you are not alone
Not nearly alone
Every sensation…every nuance
Of the evil forced upon you
Devours you
And, on a summer day
While talking to a friend
The terrible thing…the ugly, horrifying act of a depraved few
Seems to happen again
As the wind blows through your hair
And the sun shines on your face

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