Pennsylvania Pole Saw Massacre, a poem by Kenneth Vincent Walker at Spillwords.com

Pennsylvania Pole Saw Massacre

Pennsylvania Pole Saw Massacre

written by: Kenneth Vincent Walker

 

A pole saw is intended
To lop limbs from trees,
Deciduous trees of plenty,
That cannot be physically
Reached manually. A killer

Lurks amongst tall weeds
In fields of dense brush,
In bleak darkened woods,
Searching for ample limbs
To sever with a clean cut.

The Pole Saw Killer has an
Affinity for blood, hiding
Behind a mask displaying
A maple leaf and sporting
Dried bloody leather gloves,

Stained, smelling of death;
Highly motivated, waiting
Patiently, with a quivering
Finger on the trigger. Oh,
That grinding, that whining

Sound and those screams.

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