Elite Scrimmage

Crimson moon

scuttled dark

tempers flare

short

walk away quickly

before

death does come

he is tired

of waiting in the corner.

Leaning upon his scythe

waiting

dreaming for the time

when you will fuck up

think without care

speak without reason

as I listen

wondering

head cocked to the side

how much further do you dare?

Push me

tempt me

keys pressed violently

deep breath

control the red dimmed vision

you ninny

dancing around

ape like

only

they are smarter.

Tarnished copper crown

falls

rolling through dusted floors

crocodile tears

ranting

how this is so undeserved

how could we be so mean

how could we be……

medieval like

as his head does roll

right to my boot toe

I just smile

death always did like

a good game of soccer.

©March 30/20

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Angel in Disguise

Icy cold

wind sheers

layers of clothes

paper sandwiched between

looking for warmth

a spot of safety to sleep

while the world blindly walks by.

Looking for food

searching the dumpsters

garbage cans

fighting with rats for leftovers

to make a daily meal.

Half eaten entrees

thrown out

disposable income

no need to take home

there is always food to be found

only have to open the fridge.

She saw him huddled

seeking warmth

turned her eyes away

walking briskly in the other direction.

She looks back

seeing him trudge along

wind battering

voice biting her soul.

‘Excuse me? 

May I buy you breakfast?’

He

startled looks up

sees the woman

wonders if she is a foreigner 

or an angel

come to deliver him.

Breakfast

a card for later meals

and she departs.

A smile over her

shoulder

as he sits

watching

wondering

if he would ever see his angel again.

©Feb. 6/20

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