perpetrator

It was a crisp
crunchy
cloudless day
the sky was surreal
and far away

a murkiness
filled the air
the heavens became opaque
and then dark
it was a matter of moments
though it felt
pending all day
the rain moved
in
my gut told me
that i knew where to go
that i knew the way
but mind protested
that we were lost
and needed to seek
to alert
to send a message
so i screamed
in the darkness
and descending fog
leading the perpetrator
to my location
suddenly
i was stripped of all my
valuables, emptied
of all my goods

betrayed, only then
did my gut feel lost