Oh Dear!

I followed the trail of blood,
Dark red on the paving spilt,
Half-crown size blobs
Of rusty red,
Freshly bled
In quantities of death.
Followed the trail
And knew
That in a few
More paces
I would find a corpse.
I followed
But stopped
When I looked
Round to see
The trail of blood
Was in fact
Following me.

by Terry Donovan

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