unexpected guest

watching the world die

from an old rocking chair,

 

porch light flickers,

small mischievous shadows grow taller & meaner.

 

shotgun hefted to business position,

I ask who the hell goes there.

 

the approaching devil just smiles,

strokes his black beard,

and hums an old Johnny Cash song,

 

as he slowly ascends the creaky wooden

stairs.

Reviews

[roarke]

Ya got stuck with shot gun duty again eh? Man, don't show up in Vegas what ever you do.

This is the best of the bunch so far today. Lots of suspenseful pictures and continuous story line, very cool. But keep going, NOW what happens. Check out the poet on here David Lewis Paget.... that guy can tell stories.

[freelancejouster]

can i just envy the way you metaphor for a minute? sit and pout a bit?

the image is wonderful. your authority's trumped, man.

[The Analog Kid]

Burning ring of fire....

Pretty original...like he might just sit down next to you for a spell. Now we know who the "hell" goes there:)

[Kenneth The Poet]

God's gonna cut you down, that's what I'm thinking.