The beast was caught
Entwined in snares of stinging nettles
The buzzings of flies
Come to inspect the wounds
For potential nurseries
While the beast whimpered
To the void
Helpless Beast
The beast was caught
Entwined in snares of stinging nettles
The buzzings of flies
Come to inspect the wounds
For potential nurseries
While the beast whimpered
To the void
Poetry and Writings - A Mind 
Wowzers! (A very eloquent response, I know).
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I think it’s an appropriate one 😉
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😁
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“Come to inspect the wounds for potential nurseries ” – love that.
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Thank you, Patti! I think it’s a sick but accurate description of what flies do, haha.
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One man’s wound is another man’s nursery
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Jack (London)
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Your poetry is so addictive! Thank you for sharing this with the world!! Good luck
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Glad it’s got you hooked! 😉 Thank you so much! Have a great day
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