Woodpecker Foot
cringing
beaten
slumped over
nightmares
of revenge --
STRANGLE him
hug mother
for dear life!--
startling awake
nauseous
sweaty
woodpecker foot
relentlessly taps
not my fault
don't hit me...
dinner table food
spasming
mangled by
screams, curses
roars its way
back up
undigested
will I die first
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2020
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