Fatal Blow Poem by John F. McCullagh

Fatal Blow



The decedent was in perfect health
As all our tox screens show.
No visible wounds,
No blunt force trauma,
Believe me, We would know.
A “Dear John” letter
Found near the corpse
revealed she had to go.
The coroner ruled
this loss of Love
had proved the fatal blow.

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Inspired by a line from a poem written by my first muse, the Fig Newton girl
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