Chicken Licken
She was afraid of men,
sin and the humors
of the night
When she saw a bed
locks clicked
in her brain.
She screwed a frown
around
and plugged
it in the keyhole.
Put a chain across
her door
and closed
her mind.
Her bones were found
round thirty years later
when they razed
her building to
put up a parking lot.
Autopsy read: dead of acute peoplelessness.
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