There’s been a murder
Somebody’s got a gun
She’s still on the loose
Something tells me that the cops
Aren’t going to get much sleep tonight
The evidence has already
Been tampered with
When everyone drained the swamp dry
Must have been great.
Crimson blood oozing into a wet canvas
Spirits of the summer fruit
Carried by the mystic steam
The teabag curls
As the teaspoon twirls
Swirling the grassy grave
The corpse smell of strawberry punches
Through the raspberry remains
The apple flash and marigold petals
Unable to be identified
A delicious murder
Offering a plethora of healthy promises
The souls of the fruit will be reincarnated
Back to their birthplace
Beneath a topaz sun
About the Creator
Chloe Gilholy
I live in Oxfordshire. Visited 20+ countries. I've written a couple of poetry books and also published a dystopian novel called Game of Mass Destruction and a horror novella called Heavenly Seas.
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