but not by highway
up a canyon trail
up a cliff wall
back through the brush
into a sandstone cave
he unties her from his burro
tenderly removes the tape gag from her mouth
and asks if she is okay
what is she to say but yes?
she hardly can complain that her thighs burn
from rubbing on the burro's blanket
her ankles from the rope under the burro's belly
that her fingers are nearly sliced
from clinging to the burro's mane
when mainly what fills her mind is
why me?
what will you do now?
how do I get home without anyone knowing?
and who the hell are you?
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