Unfettered and Unfurnished

I don't even know what went on here....Sorry.

Crossing the Lines

I.

There's a train wreck,
and he's the first one there.

A sun-red moon,
and a scorching rain.

A collapsible stroller,
and the impossible.

II.

His muzzle sorts through the debris,
to find the living.

A secondary implosion,
and the faint echo of a whine.

A heartbreak,
and subway workers.

III.

There's a phone box,
with blue stripes and three sides.

An empty line,
broken from emotion.

The ambulance,
and the body bags.

IV.

It's a nightmare,
and it's hers.

It has been since she was four,
and saw her brother's face for the last time.

But when the phone rings and it's midnight,
she knows that it's a reality.

~Hammeh