The Egghead: Narrative Verse

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

Electra Movie Camera image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA

The Egghead

I

“Put the gun unto my head,
Pull the trigger, I’ll be dead,
And perhaps in gully thrown,
Where on my corpse grave-flies grown
Themselves will swarm and take blight
Into what was healthy night,
And to others living spread
Your pestilence in their stead:
In ambush you’ve lain in wait,
For me at this desert…