Poetry Story 18

“You, you, you!” Queen’s hiss.

A despairing wife, charges claws out.

Punctures neck, pins her to wall.

The choke hold, she scratches at the hands.

Kicks at the shins of a vengeful woman.

Her voice to scream could not be found.

Eyes bulge in their sockets, blood squeezed to her head, The edges of her vision eaten away.