MurderA Poem by JRBird just got killed in the brush I listened as it screamed and thrashed and screamed and finally fell silent; I couldn’t peer into the dark see what got it but I will know it eventually when it turns its ugly head and comes for me. © 2020 JR |
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Added on May 2, 2020 Last Updated on May 2, 2020 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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