The tables had turned. take 2

The tables had turned. take 2

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The tables had turned. take 2
How was he to know
the tables had been turned,
the place settings 
were all the same
apart from a knife missing.
Still he felt the detachment
as blood poured;
a back wound,
a knife apparently.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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ooooh,,,,,rough---
we never see it coming---and we concentrate too much on that little shrimp fork...it won't hurt us, just pinch the skin.

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

haha thanks J, just goofing around today with writing lol.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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