It's just a piece of candy

 Poetry 25

Soundwaves emanate from the counter

radiating with the echoes of gunshots and sirens

Playing a joker face-down with a full deck

Exchange a license plate for a half-tab

Crushed body under a granite slab

Under wheel and under heel

darting from the car's carriage

A mirage of making it to the other side

a failed reality

Cavalries swear fealty to death

for it's where they belong

In a hot kitchen with a fan bearing down

beating away the heat

I asked her way too many times

I was pleading for a chance

It's embarrassing to think about, honestly

The stench of smoke hovering in alerted nostrils

searching for a fire

Wet hair, a hunch-backed liar

sitting on a stool asking for one more

Chaser for the intrusive thoughts

that hit like a motherfucker

Grasping at straws I thought were there

A key in the lock while you're sleeping

A shadow over the shoulder

Glancing blows landed, a dimly lit face

Step off the pedestal for once

you patronizing prick

Projecting fantasy onto the canvas