a poem about the flatwoods monster
her rubber boots enable her to do great things
last week she walked through a creek with her rubber boots on
a brown duck, a gray duck, and a brown and grey duck with a green head swam by
against the current
in the middle of the creek
they didn’t move forward or backward
the flatwoods monster grabbed the brown and grey duck with a green head
it didn’t try to swim or fly away
the flatwoods monster tied a string around its neck
the flatwoods monster walked and the duck flew above it like a balloon
the flatwoods monster and the duck went on a three day killing spree
one night the duck looked into the orange glowing eyes of the flatwoods monster and asked “why did you make me kill things”
the flatwoods monster felt ashamed and stood staring at the ground very still
the duck flew violently forward until the string choked it and broke its neck
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