It's January 2003
February approaches
Snarling slowly
Into night vision's
HARSH FOCUS
Will he return?
To overt stalking --
Or covert stalking
With renewed vigor
Will I obtain --
Another Court Order?
Is it really worth --
More than paper
Too apathetic police
Budget inadequacies
Lack of manpower
Devoid of understanding --
A stalker's MO
Awaiting a homicide
Or so it seems --
TO ME
Or so it seems --
To the co-victims
No one knows
Till it's happening
In another uninvited --
Death coaster ride
To stalking Hell
Regenerated
In it's potential.
By Lady Lost
Copyright � 2002
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