All Was Still By Megan Schubak

A Flash Against the blue sky

Faded into night…

His Outline lay still in the street

Darkness, Eyes enveloped in

Dead Body He was a

All Was Still…

Shone A dim light

Casting A Pale Light over his corpse,

His Eyes A women looked into

Smoking Revolver, Beside him was his

Morning Found Him in the fleecy clouds

Silence… There was

Lone Farm Like a

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