Rescue

Tick tock
hear the keening of the clock
monsters
sirens too.
Ogres
fiends
guarding gates
never to allow you  back in.
Cavern deep
blackness encroaching
wanting to hide my heart
see the casket there
no?
That is because you shan’t.
Cloistered
closed
hidden away
stubborn bravo
my game.
My front.
My ability to stand tall
look you in the eyes
never will I show pain.
Wide open
seeing the present
future
how fucked can we be?
Hi ho
ho hi
stand and see.
I will slay the dragon
sword edge slicing through.
You decided I was not worth the save
so I had to rescue me.
January 26/19

Assassin

‘Forgive me father
for I have sinned.
It has been 
well never
since my last confession.’
I stood within the cavernous opening
rock hewn
trendles of mist reaching out
with flame in hand
knowing I had to enter.
Prone before the crystal altar
his mouth moving
in silent prayer
lay a man dressed in priestly garb
though I knew
a religous man he was not.
Lashed upon the cross on high
a boy
a child
an innocent
being offered up
sacrificed
slaughtered
to appease some broken diety.
My step is light
I silently unsheath my sword
pressing it to my lips
a sign of secrecy
so the boy does not scream.
His last breath hissed free
blood
soaked within the stones beneath him
while I stand over top
a malicious smile on my face.
I am exemplary.
I do my job well.
Assassin down the ages
striking
slaying
the rabid vultures
who prey upon our innocents.
Sept. 19/18
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