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Another Senseless Killing...

Another Senseless Killing...

IOWA CITY, Iowa
(killingly, jarringly inexplicable,
horribly, gruesomely, and forlornly),
the found exhumed decayed corpse

belonging to young
vibrant coed twenty year old
college student Mollie Tibbetts
perhaps a spurned, snubbed,

or scorned love seriously gone wrong,
she who disappeared
from her small hometown
in central Iowa sad swan song

now plays, where every
last drop of sorrow rung,
now weeping family, friends,
relatives, et cetera subjected wrack

with lifelong emotional pain,
which searing inescapable
grief twill unrelentingly track
ferociously, fiercely, and figuratively,

doth disallow recourse
to duck away
from heart wrenching quack
king unbearably, terribly, and scathingly

will fully bill leave ably
beak homing a folly,
mockery, and travesty,
sans time heals

all wounds (truly "FAKE"),
nonetheless psyche riving tragic
(irrevocable loss) doth pack,
a punch greater then any

all star olympic pugilist
straight to the ab
domain of opponent, where
rumor mongers mill and blab

how this, that, or
another potential suspect,...
whence tissues dab
corners of crying eyes,

an endless stream
of tears merge with gab
bulling utter dis belief
questioning the supposed all
mighty, or at a loss
to do nothing but bawl (at Baal)

into the fox sized rabbit hole
trying with futility
to block (even crawl
ling into every

rabbit hole) no bastion
against implacable
maddening crowded
house alive with murderous frenzy,

and a dialect (non
tickling) gentle Iowan drawl,
while once again this
affected soddenly wet soul

cannot process any (defying) logic,
asper the impossibly steep toll
the purposelessness killing,
a lovely gal (same age

as my youngest daughter),
whose missed presence,
(albeit her - slain
Mollie Tibbetts – permanent absence)
now created an expansive
infinite black sink hole.

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