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Jul 25, 2022
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The Murder in Sixth Street Alley Part 3
To my knees I dropped
Making nary a sound
Crawling on all fours
When suddenly there came a thump
My blood froze as I moved along
The killer was close but not close enough
That they could see
The trap door waiting for me
I reached out with a shaky grasp
Down the fire pole
With a noiseless gasp
Freedom at last
About This Poem
Last Few Words: Part 3 for your reading pleasure!
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
RoseBlack
2 years 11 months ago
Thanks Mark
I think I made my own heart jump a little!
Geezer
2 years 11 months ago
Very nice escape...
I think that the murderer will have a devil of a time, deducing where it is that you have gone. No time to think, just move.
We all await with bated breath, the chase is on! ~ Geez.
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RoseBlack
2 years 11 months ago
Our subject
Seems to have a sinister side...trap doors...fire poles....let's see if he outsmarts our killer