the encounter

the encounter

i can’t really say that i met her

though we did notice each other

the courtesy of introduction

was amiss

so i will just say

i saw her

walking down that dimly lit street

in the twilight

ambling

meandering

with a solemn silence

her life

she was wearing a dress

that had no expectations

for her smiles

had been molested

tested

ravaged and raped

by her life experience

she was not lucky in love

ever

always abused

used

minimized

marginalized

homogenized

with her tear laden eyes

that no longer cries

yes

she was victimized

by chance

and all of his willing

insensitive friends

who only sought

her booty-full bounty

ultimately

she had resigned herself

to just co-exist

with fate

and the redundant pains

put upon her table

for her to consider

ingest

digest

she had long since forgotten

the Cow like science

of regurgitation

for she did not wish

to taste any of those meals

again

once was enough

the encounter

© 7 August 2012 : William S. Peters, Sr.

the encounter