Blood Curdles Slow Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Blood Curdles Slow



The blood
Curdles slow
It remained liquid
This particular blood…

Then in one hour of the night
It curdled suddenly
Transfixed
As by a million spells.

In the gorge
The river
As yet
Bubbling
Gurgling
And liquid
Flowed

Monday, August 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: future,life,life and death,mouse,night,revenge
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