Last week I went walking out in the forest and took a different path to the one I normally take. Although it was mid afternoon, a time when many a Swiss hiker would normally be out and about, the path was deserted and there was an eerie feel in the air. As I randomly came across a pile of wet blankets I decided to do an about turn and scarpered back home!
There was a creaking emptiness in the woods that day
as brittle branches whispered menacingly
through lifeless leaf litter
Although she were only midway through her walk
the unexpected spotting of several candy striped blankets gathered in a dubious pile, compelled her to make
an about turn
What on earth was that all about?
Indeed the precarious draping of damp fleece
led her insolent imagination into all manner of
hypothetical crime scene scenarios, to the extent…
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