Scarecrow
Blackened Crow circle
frightened hardly
-plucking nightly
the fruits of her harvest
pitchforked hollow eyes watch
behind the disguise
of a red worn bandana
impaled
and left to molder
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2016
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