Farthest Step Down the Ladder

It's late
And dark.
A stone turned loose yields a horrible fate,
Though it could have been a shoestring come untied,
Someone died.
Starting with a trip,
A yell.
A young girl's tumble
Down into hell.
An arm extended downward,
Not suggestion but demand.
Innocence reaches out to take a stranger's hand,
Becomes a tightened vise on a thin and delicate wrist.
She resists
While screams insist.
The night will be long.

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