he lies on stainless steel
cold body on cold metal
he was warm once though
somebody’s son
somebody’s brother
somebody’s husband
somebody’s father
but that was before
the killers came
he did what we all do
he breathed
then the killers
took his breath away
we know the killers
cannot see them
they are hiding
in somebody’s breath
ready to kill again
to be safe we
would have to
stop breathing
catch-22
we are trapped
there is no escape
breathe – you die
don’t breathe – you die
we are truly fucked
Prompt: First Writing Contest Prompt for December — 90 words exactly