What Happened (Poem)

perhaps I had burned my hand

held my palm (had my palm held) to the hot stove

I was home alone (was not alone)

you know how careless children can be

(I was never a careless child)

she said that was so possible,

a reason why he was able to find me

there alone on the road in the dark

and all that happened afterwards

who knows?

(three people knew. two lied.)

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