I Walk, I Kill

The Earth teems with Life. Sidewalks are the plains and I

the tornado. I don’t mean to, I would never intend to

but everywhere I place my foot  I snuff out

something. After the earth worms take

their revenge for untold millions will I

finally be able to fly even better than I do

in dreams?

© Tina Zabielski 2011-2019


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2 Responses to I Walk, I Kill

  1. Chagall says:

    In dreams, I am also an excellent flier – can lucidly pull it out of the bag at will, Enjoying your writing very much. It’s easy to ingest but then kicks in. ——Chagall

  2. The same could be said about your writing. Thanks for checking in.

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