i was aware somebody
was behind me
i tried to turn with
alacrity but found me-
a stick in mud
with a stick-there stood
a scarecrow alive!
i tried to run but
there was nowhere to
run -he was all-in-black
an unkempt man-
a desparate dan
with a bottle and a
majick wand-a mystical
one-
you know the type..
(but here was the real deal)
the only weakness i could see
was his surety  he had to
know but this unknowing
made him angry..so in the hush
he asked what i looked at with his
eyes
i shrugged and he looked but
in vain-(ha-they were not there..)
silently ,he looking and i considering
my plight tried not to look superior-
(difficult)..precarious, was a word i did nt
know..