Flip flops

Through winter underpass
Pyjama thin she walks
From her estate to his
He’s waiting
Sullen eyes
And cold
 
Pyjama thin she walks
Shuddering at the sound
Of her flip flops
As they flap
Her bony heels
 
Shuddering at the sound
She cannot quell
Which makes the unheard
Heard
 
She cannot quell
The choking fear
Of others
Now
 
The choking fear
As flip flops
Flap
 
As flip flops
Flap
 
Flap

[Note for non-UK readers: an 'estate' in the UK is similar to a housing 'project' in the US, though more often located on city/town peripheries than in the inner- city].