Jeff Fleischer

(10/10/69 / Louisville, Kentucky)

Poems of Jeff Fleischer

I Don't Believe It

I don't believe it,
But it's true.
Seems like a bad dream,
But it's real.
A child's body burnt.
A spouse's limbs
Scattered all over.
People jumping out of windows.
Screams heard because
Of a great ball of fire.
I don't believe it,
But it's true.
Seems like a bad dream,
But it's real.

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