Walking at Midnight

Walking at midnight

with a hoe in your hand

black and white

the grim October harvester

cometh

you know yourself

well enough

to take to someone

in their understanding

doing almost swiftly

with your life

like that chicken sandwich

in the other hand

(with a bite out of it)

be the sandwich

look it straight in the eye

like the son you never had

finding his laurels

adorned

in yourself

in nemesis

be it

like a shadow

in the yard

wearing that upright

suit of black

tossed in your

dreadnought

deep in a pocket

portentously moralizing

your own demise

in winter freeze

in summer bright

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About Steven Humphreys

I live in 'sunny' California with my lovely wife, three wonderful cats and very handsome dog! I write a lot these days about different subjects I have a 'heartfelt and deep-seated' interest in. I surely hope you will find my articles 'interesting and informative' as well. I sincerely appreciate your interest and you are welcome to visit here as often as you'd like. You can read more 'about me' within this site. Thank you for visiting!
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