Big Screen Serial Killer

Dark highway uncoils
like a movie’s final reel.
Handcuff chafes my wrist.

Gored cop hails Mary.
“Copycat,” they said; murders
plagiarized from films.

Sirens, lights and dust
usher in my last homage:
Thelma and Louise.

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For Chuck Wendig’s flash fiction challenge for February 8.

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