RUNNING
Always running
(from an enemy she no longer know)
this is her 20th apartment
covered in BLOOD
She has twenty-one names
(All different, which have been used?)
She doesn't know which one is hers
Was it
Wren
Or was it
Carolina
Could it be
Grace or Anna or Ellie or Rose,
Maybe Lilly?
(She doesn't know)
He called her CASSANDRA.
(It fits)
But as she packs the duffel bag,
AGAIN,
She thinks about the blood on the ceiling
(How will she get it down?)
and wishes it were her OWN
because she's TIRED
TIRED. OF. RUNNING.
(Where's the finnish line?)
