Thirteen blackbirds congregated
in a crooked tree
their caustic caws reverberated
oh so creepily
the shadowed street insinuated
things no one could see
until the moon illuminated
killers on a spree
whose gory antics devastated
one community
as thirteen blackbirds calmly waited
in a crooked tree.
Are You Reading Me?
1 comment:
creepy
you should revive this one toward the end of October
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