Sunday 11 April 2021

The Girl Who Ran Away

by Nick Gisburne



Delirious, she seeks the shaman’s lair
To heal the lacerations on her neck
She staggers through the doorway in despair
Exhausted from a long and brutal trek
The wretched hovel, filled with scented smoke
Revives her with a mystical perfume
But terror slays her spirit with a stroke
The shaman, dead, dismembered, seals her doom
A scaly demon gorges on the meat
Another rips the muscle from a bone
They look upon her body, slender, sweet
Surprised to see her standing here, alone
    They know her blood - the girl who ran away
    But this time they are certain she will stay