The Emptying
Jails-asylums are bleeding out because of naivety.
Now the unhinged mad dogs are working out their kinks.
On the neckbones of society.
Nowhere is safe for your sons and daughters.
Not even pine needle trails, where they seek peace.
two legged copperheads behind trees and under every leaf.
You've passed them before-those wild-eyed things.
Firecracker souls looking for a syringe of gasoline...
They're ambush predators, wrapped in snakeskin.
Mace will do you no good.
No guns allowed in nature preserves.
Just off trail, a thousand shallow graves of the naive.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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