Demise

@CollectedWriting, @jaybotten, Haiku, Poetry, Triptych 1 Minute

Arms and hands flailing
Long-slow jagged arcs, begging
He wants his Lysol

Chortling, “ambrosia”
Cream drips from his matted beard
Desperate and dying

He stumbles, he seethes
Don’t make me drink gasoline
The caterwaul screams

Published by Big Sugar Buddha

I was born on a Tuesday, Earth Day, 1969; and eighty-nine days later we set foot on the moon.

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