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DB or Not DB… 
by Rie Sheridan Rose

Cold, dark November…

Washington skies…

They believed my story,

Convinced by my eyes.

.

They believed in the bomb

I said that I’d made,

So, they gave me the money—

The ransom was paid.

.

I lowered the stair, and jumped

Into history—

Over 50 years later,

My fate’s still a mystery…

.

But the sad truth is,

I never hit ground.

I caught in this tree,

And will never be found.

.

All that is left

Is a bit of a grin…

And ripe speculation

Of where I have been.

.

The money was lost,

And little’s turned up.

Just a few bills that were

Found by a pup…

.

I don’t begrudge the kid

What he got.

The profit he made

Was still not a lot.

.

And it wasn’t as if

It would do me much good…

My life ended here,

That night in the wood.

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Fiction © Copyright Rie Sheridan Rose
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

More from Author Rie Sheridan Rose:

Overheard in Hell:
Dark Poetry

Poems exploring hell and damnation. Tales of sorrow, vengeance, betrayal, and redemption. Ghosts, ghouls, and demons stalk these pages. Don’t read in a lonely house…in a darkened room by a single candle…

…unless you like the touch of an icy finger up your spine.

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