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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

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CayCay Jennings

Date: 2/27/2020 4:40:00 PM

FUNNY and so easy to relate to. How about elbows on the table? I always enjoy where your mind goes, it is unique and entertaining to say the least. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/27/2020 4:52:00 PM

Such a nice thing to read about oneself. Thank you for the compliment... As long as my mind still goes somewhere, Ii say---and doesn't just 'go' altogether! LOL. Thanks again, CayCay! :) gw

Charlie Smith

Date: 2/26/2020 10:33:00 PM

Must have been the Brussel sprouts, good write Gershon...

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/27/2020 12:11:00 AM

Yup. Brussels AND Asparagus. LOL. Thanks, gw

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 2/26/2020 5:26:00 PM

Wow Gershon, this sounds like a disturbing nightmare. Vivid visuals in this piece. Better take some time to be surrounded by nature. xxoo

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/26/2020 9:47:00 PM

Actually, much of this was more real than nightmare... But it's a long, long time ago, thankfully. Smiles, Gershon