The Inkwell

from inkdrop – poetry, places and events

#Fowc #Repercussions

At the end of the chaos

you stood there, smiling

never considering what would happen

pushing the big oil drum

down the rocky, snow-covered hill

people below ran for cover

not from the oil drum making its way

but the increased snow heading in front of its path

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