Tat ...blues

beat after beat her pain ....
her pain begins to shout ..

gone ....gone ....get away from here
her eyes ....
eyes bleeds of memories deep 

her soul ...does not lie 

the silence is broken
from her death....her sleep .

now she can breathe again 

but this time with only her breath

no need for  another to tell..no need

she then removed her clothes
and into the rain

she ran...shouting 
free I am ........free.....

Again and again

in her nakedness ...a stained remains

Now ...the people in the near by pub....laugh in their drunkenness

Trying to make sense of this...

As she dances in the rain....Free as a laugh.