Image for the poem Frenzy


Camera dollying backward across the hall  
and then down the stairs, around cornices and past
spindles, bollards, the British boarding house
sublime. The creep has just walked in with  
her, his new victim, a woman we've seen  
and got to know as an East End girl of  
sharp manners but kind and loyal heart, a local,  
friend, barmaid, lover. We also know who  
he is. Heartless rapist, murderer. Frenzied ripper.  

The camera leaves and crosses the street.  
We see the woman's window, square and blank,  
and though we donít see whatís inside, we know.
Written by Casted_Runes (Turpin)
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