For All Who Lived Happily Never After.

The red thread dangled

blatantly evident
from the wolf's jaws,
though he denied
any culpability.

A young girl had vanished,
leaving only this predator
whose careless gluttony
got him shot.

Thus another
large red thread
ran from the hole
between his lying eyes.


When The Bottom's Up.

He became trapped in addiction,
after the not so Civil War ended,
his bottled up bitter feelings
hard to swallow

without fermenting.

From the burbling of blood
to the bourbon flood of whiskey.
He died in full uniform,
stoned, cold, dead,
on a vast battlefield
at Gettysburg.

His last bottle

140 years
later near

where his

was interred.





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