crimson palms

this man.

this being.

all she’s ever known

wrapped up in one human,

and now this?

from ‘daddy’

to ‘father’

to first names

to foes

in a only a moment’s time.

but upturned

crimson palms

make for

evidence

of the crime.

her brown eyes

once gazed

with love upon

this man

she thought she knew.

but now...

after....

she looks

at him and

understands nothing.