Werepup

Reflections
in the dead of the night
howl so.
hair raising, blood curdling in
awesome arresting silence.
Silver drops
rain like bullets
smash onto glass
breaking cracking obliterating.
Echoes of silence ringing,
Ringing, ringing;

Ringing.

Driving;
whirring –
zhep-zhep,
Zhep-zhep
zhep-zhep.

Blip.
Eighty eight point nine?
Blip.
Ninety nine point five?
Blip.
Nighty five point zero?
Blip.
Eighty eight point …
Sod it.
Bli-blip.

Whirrrr-rrrr.
Zhep-zhep, zhep-zhep.
Exeunt number 5.
Steel up, man up, Smile.
The little trooper needs to know
daddy’s home and
everything’s gonna be a ok.
Ok?

(A-ROOooo….)

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