Day 119 of the 365 day poem challenge.
Cervid meaning "a mammal of the deer family."
Cervid
Hung drawn and quartered
The deer stood before its reckoning
The rifle at the ready
The scope saw destiny
Caught between the cross-thatch
One violent shot rings out
It sears like lightning
The thing is undone
And prised apart
Thousands of miles away
In marble halls with marble knives
Venison passes ones lips
They laugh as the blood trickles down their throats
Like century old vintage.
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