Drop, Drop

demonBy Collin Shaw

Blood was dripping down from her gown,

drop drop,
Blood was dripping down from her axe,
drop drop,
Blood was dripping down from her face,
drop drop,
Blood was dripping down from her bed,
drop drop,
Blood was dripping down from her man,
drop drop,
Blood was dripping down from her child,
drop drop,
Blood was dripping down from her Bible,
drop drop,
Blood was dripping on the floor,
drop drop,
And she said
“I made a chop,
close to the head,
then came a drop,
now the demons are dead.”
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4 thoughts on “Drop, Drop

  1. The photo included with the poem is great, although if I had taken the picture I’d do some post-shoot editing and shorten the exposure to dim the photo. I think the thought of not being able to fully visualize the killer’s face would be haunting. Enjoyed the poem!

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