Mass Murderer of the Jungle Gym
Youthful eyes innocently suppressing venomous intent
New freckles filled his fluent face as he furtively fled to the boundaries of rock filled box
A mischief grin confronted guiltless lips while he stared four feet down onto the ant’s
community
I realize I misread his mischievous grin, for death had been the grins origin all along
He laughed amusing all alone, and then released glucose packed spit bombs onto a
blameless town
His amused laughter evolved to insanity as he reached into his back pocket for a cheap
magnifying glass
I dare not share what happened next.
Copyright © James Faulkner | Year Posted 2009
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