Garage

Brighter than the nighttime

New York skyline

Thirteen times as dead

What happened, I wonder

To the echoing thunder

The slamming, the beeping

The beyond chance meetings

Emptiness fills

The still stale air

Of this once booming

Metropolis

Yet around me are felt

The sight of watchful eyes

Darting and gazing

Glaring at my back

At the clicking and clacking

Of my heels on tarmac

I turn to look at the interested specter

Jump back and gasp

When to my surprise

My eyes fall upon

Nothing

The walls which now protect me

Also entrap me

No where to run

No where to hide

No one near by

From whom to hitch a ride

I’m lost in the lighted hell

Of this garage

And a barrage of thoughts

Circle my swimming head

A murderer

A rapist

A sick twisted man

Can do what he pleases

To the vulnerable

Insecure

And unstable women he teases

My car is still missing

Pissing me off

And the steps again

Rouse behind me

Frightening my soul

Pulling me back

To the reality at hand

Like a tightly pulled rubber band

I run like a child

Wild and needlessly

For deep down

I know that nothing walks

Stalks and gawks

Behind me

Yet a force within

Yells

Tells me to run

I round a corner

Finding my car

Finally

Finally

Finally

I jump in the seat

Feet hit the floor

I slam the door

And jam my key and turn

The motor purrs and whirs

And I shift to reverse

Giving myself

The gift of safety

I longed for so dearly

Merely thirty seconds before

The engine roars

As I speed out of sight

And as the light of the garage

Its entourage, fades

I thank God

My muscles relax

And my back

Slacks back on the seat back

The rest of my night

Should be fine I think

As the car slinks around a corner

Wrong I was with that assumption

My gumption will be my demise

For as I watch my courage rise

And the size of my head grow larger

I’m grabbed from behind

Blinded by the hands

Of a man

My car swerves

Veers and rears

Its ugly head

Down the dark street

And slams into a tree

Escaping flames ignite

The dry timber

Of the strong and restless tree

Free from the grip

I slip out of the mangled

And tangled mess

My carelessness has created

Abated has my bravery

As I again fall to the slavery

That this fear instills within

I stumble from the wreckage

A torn and lowly victim

Blood blinds my eyes

As I turn to witness

The sickness that is

This scene of death

His body crawls from a window

Shattered bloody and broken

Soaken are the streets

As I turn to flee his madness

I slip on an oil spill

And still trying to escape

Kick about madly

Sadly my trials are in vain

For the pain is too great

For me to stand

And reprimand this man

For his crime

I cry and watch

Inch closer and closer

He does

Cause he wants me to suffer

What I’ve done to him

I am unsure

What he’ll do to me

Is sure to make me impure

That day is over now

And the strife

Has taken my life

I am upset

Angry and mad

For I had a future

It was brighter

Than the nighttime

New York skyline

And now I have a body

That’s thirteen times as dead.