and so it begins
with an uneven tooth-filled grin
an angry hand clenched
in a clawed gesture-- eyes focused
sniggering jester
blood soaked-- heart stopped-- my masterstroke
I must confess it's...
a bit of a mess, a pool
of blood congealing
and she's drowning, she's drowning
in it-- she's finished
a pawn spent- is victory gained
sacrifices
always cause pain
drowning down
bodies rising to the surface
--
so much meh on this one. Perhaps I'll revisit it when I've more to say
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