predator

Predator

written by: LadyLily

@AFairymary

Saturday night, Shelton’s Shebeen.
Stony cellar steps,
silent goat stews,
rice and peas bubble.
Red Stripe running riot,
ring pulls froth,
rum with punch.
Float on Ganja spliffs,
Silver foiled, secret parcels
Moroccan Gold, Arab Black
sparkle dark corners.
A secret society...
everyone’s called ‘Man’.

Walls throb,
vibe, echo
as Marley Shoots the Sheriff,
ears clog with dynamite,
hash heads explode
igniting mystery tours.

Head wrecked,
Home-bound cockeyed walk
through dishevelled back door.
His body behind, a shark’s shadow.
Rotten hot breath percolates my ear.
Glass fragments shatter-sting, sharp.
Jagged edges
a whisker to my throat.
I am dead...but not.

I look ahead...
into dissembled reality,
a caricature world.
Black brick road,
a terrified Dorothy
click-clack stilettos
down Bindweed Street
sucking me under.
Dare not run,
as red ribbons will shred
over silver necklace.
Churned insides,
fear heart clings.
Thousand light bulbs...
Blow!
Shock robs my speech,
grip handbag like a saviour.

Grey mists eat me all around.
Charcoal hues leak from underground pits.
Ominous black clouds suffocate stars...
Crush! Crack! Grate!
Bare sky admits my defeat.

Victorian terraced prison door slam-locks.
Snap-happy photos cling
on carnation posy wallpaper.
Framed tapestry announces
‘Home Sweet Home.’...above
swarthy brown sofa,
signature burnt pock marks.
Solid wood sideboard
still despises the axeman.
Mantelpiece audience of
Royal Doulton ladies have the
best seats in the house.

Slave to a dishevelled brute,
bony hands claw over me,
his every breath a predator.
Legs violently jerk.
Monster’s gangrene poisoned fluid
pollutes my dead half.
The silence screams,
Tomcats rampant,
unleashed trashy tigers,
she-cats squeal and shriek.