A Crime Of Passion Poem by Kyle Schlicher
A Crime Of Passion
i walked along
the sidewalk
where the yards
ran green.
i saw the old woman
kneeling before
the flower bed.
scissors in hand
she snipped
the flower stems
and gathered
the corpses
close to her breasts.
then she stood up,
held them close
to her face,
as she smelled
the lovely scent
of their death.
and then
once again
she held them
against her breasts
as a tear rolled
from her eyes.
(6-13-1975)
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4/24/2024 9:11:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I love this poem, but didn't you mean SNIPPED instead of SNIPED?