Accidental
 
 
Panic

 
You call to tell me youíve been robbed at gunpoint.           
They bound the others,  gun barrel at your temple.
I plead with you to come home.
You tell me youíll be okay.

They bound the others,  gun barrel at your temple.
You gave them all your money so no one would die.
You tell me youíll be okay.
They fired off a round before they left.

You gave them all your money so no one would die.
I think of all the ways Iíve failed to keep you safe.
They fired off a round before they left.
You say youíre taking care of yourself now.

I think of all the ways Iíve failed to keep you safe.
I plead with you to come home.
You say youíre taking care of yourself now.
You call to tell me youíve been robbed at gunpoint.




 
 
 
Cork Oak Bend   Fuji Crystal Archive print
Copyright 2007, Carolyn Krieg


Copyright 2011,  Kathy Nelson

Kathy Nelson lives in Central New Jersey.  Her poems have appeared in Exit 13poetsonline.orgThe Idiom, and are soon to appear in US 1 WorksheetsThe Edison Literary Review and The Paterson Literary Review.   She is a mother and a daughter; she finds that complex constellation of relationships to be an unending source for poetry.



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