footsteps echo somehow,
a hurried step of panic
in an air of manic worry.
the sound vibrates within
and gets deeper. and louder.
crescendo, sounding more decrescendo,
with dread, bloody and horrid.
the sidewalk shakes, and collapses.
mangled and sinking with slower
footsteps, painfully ringing in my ears.
dull and adrenaline lessening,
the sound hanging in hollow hold.
broken cement is sheathed in red carpet
and footsteps stop at the sight.
the stop is abrupt and drones on until,
all you hear is the stillness of death.

12/1/11