no entry thru
the cabin room,
to compromise
a clean-up crew,
a muddy shoe,
a sole report,
the tense event
a kitchen knife,
in sharper light
the stainless steel
at rest the halves
of photographs,
a redeye stub,
the blue gas flames
Poetry
no entry thru
the cabin room,
to compromise
a clean-up crew,
a muddy shoe,
a sole report,
the tense event
a kitchen knife,
in sharper light
the stainless steel
at rest the halves
of photographs,
a redeye stub,
the blue gas flames
Very vivid imagery Jay! Nice, nice, nice!!!
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Trying out a genre I rarely read,
Crime Story…still don’t know who’s done what.
Thanks Gavriel.
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Keep it up Jay because you do it with great talent! to me you manage to fit great imagery into narrow spaces with mastery. I always enjoy my visits to your blog!
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As I, Gavriel, the pleasures your sinuous elegance.
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You should have a blue dress in there somewhere.
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It’s in forensic lab. They’ve traced the blue blood stains to India.
Please send list of likely suspects.
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