Mama loves you

Lives are lost
in the meeting of the eyes
difference between animate
inanimate and connected
we are connected, she and I
She was human to me now
real, unfortunate
She knew he was going to kill her,
once he was done with me,
When she pulled out a picture
said “mama loves you”
when she put it back carefully,
half hidden under a table,
She looked at me with death in her eyes
she knew, I knew
I knelt on the floor,
him inside of me,
belt holding hands
and I looked in her eyes
I made silent promises I wanted to keep,
I wanted to save her,
to protect her from what this was,
I wanted to imagine her
together with her daughter, laughing
I wanted nothing more than to take her death
Instead I slid, floor slippery with blood
cracked my chin and lost the world
and her with it