(217) A Survivalist Petition
Umbrella from the winter hail,
I trek a bleeder footprints trail.
The red droplets rosea doubt.
No mercy killing here to tout.
I want to nurse or bury deer;
Have venison supper with beer?
The footprints cold case stops right here
As I gaze from the high ground leer.
What the hell bound is running free?
Droplets pool from my own nosebleeds!
I check my skeleton for wounds.
Exiting my skull comes a tune
That I block animation to
What’s not happening may break you!
I plug my nose and camp on wheat.
Daylight saving nearly complete.
I found some frozen berries trapped
In time, their sustenance quell tap.
I fear the creak sounds of nature
Pulling my cage away to cure.
1/28/21 by ArchDuke Kenneth Khanh Du
Submitted: January 29, 2021
© Copyright 2021 Archduke. All rights reserved.
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