possum kingdom
a strange man,
stinking of rotting flesh,
grinning with a missing tooth or two,
bowie knife at his hip,
led me straight to you.
he said you might have what i need,
and boy did you ever.
i walked that dirt road,
rocks in my worn sneakers,
sweat dripping from my brow.
came across your place,
met you face to face.
"broke down car? what part do ya need?"
calming voice
charming smile,
hypnotizing eyes,
but there was blood on your hands...
"i've got one at the house"
heart running a marathon,
knees turning to jell-o,
i follow you like a dog.
take me to your possum kingdom,
where innocence goes to die,
writhing on the floor.
"Vincent, spare this one. I've got a special plan for her."
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(Bo Sinclair, with mention of Lester Sinclair)
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