The Ex-ecutioner

Had I known our final walk was to the gallows

I would have counted the steps.

You gave nothing away

no last requests.

The noose looped round my neck;

I leaned to kiss.

Trapdoor released;

you turned from my lips.

I dropped, slipknot tightened;

you delivered the last rights,

it’s over.”

You left me hanging

when you fled crying like a mourning wife.


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