A Flickering Light

A flickering light

sways over the table.

Cold steel, a surface he resides on.

Cut down the middle, insides now missing.

The autopsy was complete.

Published by ReticentOwl

A Poet, Stoic, Optimist, Positive Thinker, Game Developer and Life Enthusiast. View all posts by ReticentOwl

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