A Shriek Went Up My Spine Like an Unwelcome Snake: Poetry by Will Schmit


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A Shriek Went Up My Spine Like An Unwelcome Snake

The sun misses everyone murdered.
Florists unveil the black daffodil it is considered they did their part.
I write in borrowed blood. 
The words verdant and verdict burn under a magnifying glass. 
Mourning breaks the skull open. A scheduled press release  
suggests victims won’t read it. Pulling over shifts the planet.
The flashing blue line light fades like a pulse.
The next day teachers unfold their lesson plans. Peer pressure distills the talk to grade school level. Nothing prepares. 

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By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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