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Blood on the Sidewalk

 Walking to town for a sandwich; bone tired/crabby/need the vacation that
preparing for has made me bone tired/crabby/...
Suddenly on the sidewalk
Red splattermarks as could only be made
By someone's heart bursting out of their chest.
It's happening all over town.
Not much news coverage.
People from all walks of life
All they have in common is
They don't like how they're walking.
Thousands in Springfield
Maybe higher per capita than anywhere in the world
Creates an energy field
And somehow, nobody wants to know how,
The architecture channels this energy,
Focuses it like a fire hose
Whipping around insanely
When it catches somebody that shares it
Sympathetic vibrations jar the heart loose
And it blows right out through the sternum
And leaves town.

Anonymous