Just in case

And your toes never pointed quite to the sky,
Mirroring the truth, disguised by women torn up with dispair.
Pirouettes of yesterdays ballets, broken foot and swollen ankle.
Held up to the sun, bent on turning the scaffolding into a Kangaroo court.
The babies out, the bathwater too, and now we have a tub to drown our sorrows in.
Slit wrists interupted by seismic waves of distress.
Flailing arms fell victim to the passing train,
screams echoeing through this empty station.
Ghost of past remind us now the present is just as bad.
And if you sit and listen long enough
These walls speak, in tongues of our entangled lifes.
We are all the same, in the dark.
Noose around your neck, just waiting.
I once knew a man who kept cyanide capsules in his briefcase
He worked on wallstreet.
When asked why, he said.
"Just in case"