The Trolls

Trust in the trolls – they know.
Maybe they get their answers from
the water rushing under the bridge,
all flickering light and slivery shadow,
or maybe the knowledge is hidden
in the crunching bones of the unfortunate souls
who came to the bridge without the proper toll.
“How” and “why” don’t matter, though – not really.
The trolls know, and are willing to whisper
their bloody, grinning secrets
into your ear.

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