Ol' Anchor Lane

            [SNAP]                                                       [SMASH]
The bones X as he dragged out the sap to the alley to X his knee-
caps and his legs

Axe-        as a blade
he'd hide in the basement hiss, slither, snake
like John Wayne
Gacy

he'd been in the past A GUY ON A PATH
to diamond blood baths
and cases

they tossed him in the bottomless pit with roaches and trash
erasing him

and so they say
this goblin was chained for robbing eight banks in marauder gangs and
threatening to throttle anyone that he wanted so often
they couldn't stop him
from bartering pain

until the day came

they got him, they caught him, and locked him up safe
so they
thought
in their brains

but he plotted and trained with a
spoon for a spade, he'd dig and he'd raid with fire and flame he'd raze hell and chase down the watchers and take them as monster's prey to spit on the chest of the slavers he'd slain

then fly off away to his sweet miss in distress on Ol' Anchor Lane
on tile floor for a while orange pill bottle bricks in a pile of water  
with his babe blue as rain
                                            the same as his daughter .