We Made our Way
deliberately slow through the wood towards the road
– ping ping ping
the noise paused us
– what is that?
then men, laughter spitting gutter sounds.
then we saw them.
– pig ping ping
then we saw her.
– ping ping
naked bloodied the woman held the steel lamp pole
slamming her forehead into it
I raised my weapon.
lightly Shirley lays her hand on it, a sign for quiet.
in various sates the men
fixing their clothes
gathering their weapons
kicking away empty bottles
arguing over those not yet empty.
eventually ambling away
paid no heed to the woman
a heap of silence at the base of a metal pole.
Once the men move on , out of sight, and sound
I look to Shirley
– “She is better off now. Come. Let’s go.”
so I follow
we angle off to the edge of the road
where we briefly wait
the woman was indeed dead
it is hard, to see such things.
But we look.
We always look.
We were witness.
We were the last human contact.
I squat touched her naked still warm shoulder then stand
while Shirley rolls the body over making sure the eyes are closed.
Touches lips to the palm of her hand
to lay her kiss on the woman’s forehead .
– “No time for more.” She stands. Looks down the road – “We’ll follow.”
So we did.