A Tragedy

John and his license expired that day


Each one was chopped into a thousand pieces,


Which covered the vast expanse of the room.


The burbling, black blood


settled into a deep,


dark pool.


His shredded limbs were little stones


scattered around the slippery floor.


The only thing recognizable was John’s dull


eyes,


splattered with blood,


resting next to his smiling face on his license.

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