Several Puddings To Sell – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

I came,

he saw,

the witch was done,

a breath,

let go,

the war was won,

a song,

the beat,

dancing in the street,

a wad,

bent down,

humanity suffering defeat,

single words,

uttered once,

brought the world undone,

stuttered cries,

pillow tight,

a destined on the run,

the crooked hand of destiny,

avoided me posthumously…

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