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Poetry

High Crimes

No witnesses required.
It’s etched in my brain
All of the villainy that transpired.
There’s what you did, cold and precise,
And all that I saw,
With my unflinching eyes.
There’s always a price to pay
On the road we take,
Even as we struggle not to say
Those last damning words
The unintended
Testament to all of the buried hurt.

© 2021 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

By jebrownwriter

Houston, TX-based Writer and Photographer. Proud pet rescuer who spends nearly all his money on them.

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