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Saturday, April 13, 2024

The Priest and the Pitchfork Zombie

Priest
Torch
Pitchfork
Zombie moans
A clash of two species
Faith at a fever pitch, forks up
A scent of ascension dissipates forever
Blood, fire, and steel clash in dissonance; a shower of sparks, a spray of ichor; ARGH!

2 comments:

Jeff Shyluk said...

Earl
I
cannot
tell a fib
the faithful priest and
the pitchfork zombie clash in your
greatest sequential poem yet ending with an "ARGH!"

Earl J. Woods said...

This made me laugh--thanks, Jeff!