Severed Limb, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on Twitter)

It could be a bear
It could be a lion
It could be crocodile
It could be an eagle’s talon

It could be a blown red light
It could be an icy road at night
It could be fog blinding sight
It could be a blown stop sign

It could be a crash landing
It could be pilot’s error
It could be blown hydraulics
It could be nasty weather

It could be no sight of quill
It could be my keyboard’s ill
It could be the power’s out
It could be why you hear me shout.
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I feel naked, broken, and like my arms have been cut off when I cant write my poetry.