Enough Is Enough
How many times do I have to kill you
as you run across the floor, damn you,
trying to frighten me with your creepy
crawly legs all working a magic and
carrying my pounding heart on your
little body suspended above the ground
taunting me, well my friend, I won’t
play your game anymore, I will not
kill you this time but let you run free
for you are free to run forever. Now,
I do not expect to see you again. And
that is my final word on the matter.
Paul Sayer
Wed 17th Jun 2020 08:55
What a web your poetry weaves Clive.
It is hard to escape from.
Po