What's Chalk... What's Not... I

The piano played the guitar,

      As a prayer  upon vocal hybrid mistaken victim identity chords, Hiding behind time chalk consuming threats no officer desired to relive nor witness, Breath drained until her very last gasp under a post script transcribed diction of events irrelevant to what actually happened: She's recorded as screaming in silence into the aftermath's noose or so the report reads...

In lieu of,
Hiding behind comfort,
As those we love,