Beckoning

© Katelyn Anderson 2002

The voice beckoned
Out of the darkness
It cried
Wailing, howling
You’re all murderers
With cat eyes
Scarlet breath
It waited for the unmotivated
To round the corner
Of the drugstore
Where the man within
Said the voice was nothing
But a whim

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