Thursday, March 15, 2018

SPARTICUS.


Sparticus

Once every full moon, Sparticus comes out of
The clouds, and drops down on all fours.
He is a ghost of the moors.  His whispering is immense.

He has been waiting for someone to avenge him.
He has been waiting for a miracle.
No one knows what happened to him,
And no one knows why,
Except sometimes the police becomes
Immersed into their old files and flips

Through them, trying to piece together the
Pieces, trying to discover the clues.
Everything is right where it was when it first
Happened, everything was right where it was
After it occurred.

Some deaths cannot be explained.


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