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Feb 2018
bloodied fingers madly claw
caskets hermetically sealed
   bullet riddled bodies crazily didst draw
triggered bloodshed tsunami,

   where logic insists there must be a flaw
precious priceless proud loved ones demise
   festers "stunned disbelief" to gnaw
perhaps shell shocked next of kin

   utter primal wails resemble distorted hee haw
lifeless loved ones alive just moments ago,
   these special darlings (dozen plus youth)
   premature death deprived

   never delight one or more in-law
whereat deceased brides and grooms
   denied pledging troth
   from permanently stilled jaw,

while bereaved
   inconsolably cry deafeningly, drenching
   cloths cupping raw cheeks,
   a cruel prank sans burden ****** upon a maw
(whose womb once housed
   forever lifeless son or daughter),
rigor mortis out buzzfeeds Stihl chain saw

shrieking, how,
   this "NON FAKE" living nightmare
cast an excruciating pall,
   whence diabolic demons lear
into the opened seam,

   where under a sheltering sky Gaia doth hear
the deafening lament against
   a cool, calm and collected
   frenzied maniac whose flare
ring nostrils adrip with rage

   exchanged slugs of lead for dear
lee departed souls,
   where dark clouds may never clear
as the living suffer horrendous psychic hemorrhage
   agonizingly bid their own
   flesh and blood affixed atop a bier.
Written by
matthew scott harris  64/M/schwenksville, penna
(64/M/schwenksville, penna)   
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