Lord of Death

Stirring swirls of fallen leaves
relish how the cold bites
flash past the black expanses
spaces between streetlights
half-seen shadow
thrashing vicious sneers at passing
cars-- cruel, indiscriminate
hate; hate.
stride unbroken ready
for white teeth
clench steel
gripped in rage's pangs
lord of anger
lord of death
glinting off bared fangs
charged fury
backed in the cramped
corner of your mind--
flung over the barrier
roll for cover
mesmerized by fear
hard not to find
shivering in the trash--
prick your ears, but
don't look behind.

by Jason Paul Fox