What heinous act could I have played
that the beast is still hunting?
wanting to devour it's pound of flesh

What sins so grave have I committed
that this beast still seeks me out?
to make me repent.

Who gives it the power to choose my demise?
it takes it's own will as testament
to it's righteousness.

And I have given a pound and a half of flesh
I have repented of my sins
I have paid my tithe
I have asked for forgiveness
I have changed my ways
I have paid
I have paid..

And yet it still stalks me while I sleep
and in my waking hours
it gathers strength.

It's pursuit
relentless
never tiring
never slowing.

I will never be free

I run but I will never escape it's might
the rules absent
the game devised for amusement

A pound of flesh for a morsel
an eye for a glance
a tooth for a word
the scales tipped
unbalanced

The law says to the sanctuary I must run
yet it is too far
cornered and scared
panting for breath

Beast  
carnivore  
eater of souls

PREDATOR

In my fear I cannot run another step
muddied and worn
spent
resigned
fate

It's eyes black are devoid of all humanity
it takes a step and I can do but one thing..

**Fight.

on a day hanging in haze
the crow sits glum on a perch

do the flying pairs overhead
remind it of the lost mate
and in the midday lull
it feels a vacuous dullness
when even the search for food
seems purposeless?

i feel a stab of pain inside

whoever goes first is lucky
not so the one left behind

maybe the wings are now too heavy
for the bird to fly into the sky

Is straightforward
Anything
Abstruse
Enigmatic
Esoteric
Is
Suspect!

Forty dollars of *****
151 ***
You will find me in the alley
a drunken ***
Lights flashing in my brain
Spinning gripping my soul
Ecstacy in alcoholic rage
Writing off the page
I raise the flag
To Ira Hayes
A fallen hero
And his last days

I can't tell
what that gleam
in your eye means
is it madness
or all a joke
I have asked
and your answer
was less than inspiring
times like this
I wonder why I stay
probably curiosity.

devilish delights
indulge in sin
and you'll regret it
maybe probably
if you're caught
all things
in moderation
and you'll be
something
maybe just a *****
I can't endorse
giving away your
moral choices
of course
as a fan of sloth
and follower of envy
I would say that.