Losing It by John D Robinson



I hadn’t expected so
much blood
and she hadn’t expected
so much blood
and I think it shocked
us for a moment or 2
and there came a
strange quietness
between us as we
looked at the
blood splattered
sheets and then we
held one another
to make it feel right;
her mother asleep in
the next room and
outside we could
hear the yelping
of young
urban foxes.

C_UsersJohnPicturesJohn-D-RJohn D Robinson was born in 63 in the UK; his poems have appeared widely in the small press and online literary journals including; Rusty Truck; Red Fez; Hobo Camp Review; Rats Ass Review; Down In The Dirt; Yellow Mama; Outsider Poetry; Chicago Record; Horror Sleaze and Trash; BoySlut; In Between Hangovers; He is a contributing poet to the 2016, 48th Street Press Broadside Series.

One Reply to “Losing It by John D Robinson”

  1. Semi-colons are an acquired taste … I’m getting accustomed to the ones in your poems … just saying, as some say … (I like semi-colons, btw, but not many of us do … or so it seems to me) … cheers! DaP

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