caught up
in the mesh of barbed wire
around my house.
the alarm
and search lights have
been set off.
there's another in the moat,
wearing a wedding dress,
floating
face down.
there's one more in a collapsed
tunnel
heading toward the low
south wall,
her hooked ladder
in hand.
i give them credit.
they were persistent
in their crazy infatuation.
i'll have to send Jeeves out now
to tidy up.
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