Phil Baumann

I used to be cute

Boomerang Noose

Boomerang Noose by PhilBaumann

She beat the assembled with the red pleasure of authority.

Day before, she saved a kitten from a wicked house.

Last year, she took a bullet for a kidnapped girl.

The orders rained from clean offices of stubborn fog:

she caught her eye in his pupil, regretted, and then leathered his arm.

Day after, a nurse quit the trauma unit.

Next year, a market of rotted promises collapsed,

a budget broke in half,

a pink slip fell out of the fog as it left

and her cold foot kicked away the kitchen chair.

- @PhilBaumann