He Shot Himself Poem by Travis Flannigan

He Shot Himself



An execution in town square,
he shot himself.

The awakened continue to gather,
a celebration of unrest
surrounding the womb,
giver of life.
Secrets gone forever
slipped quietly with a bang
into the void.

Until again, this day remembered,
strange greetings
meetings in the night,
must sustain.

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