I laugh safely at a distance as he slips.
His smile up close spoke retribution barely cracking his lips.
I say I\'m sorry you fell.
He says get ready for hell.
I meant no harm.
His blade creased my arm.
I ran–
He slammed–
A round in the chamber.
The sound would linger.
The store window smashed beside me
As I whizzed past behind me–
A ricochet
Whispered you\'ll die today.
I tripped and fell.
The world turned a carousel.
He stood over me
Laughing at my terror,
My last fatal error.
Motioning the tip of the gun–
Run along kid. I\'m done.
Just having a little fun.
Augustus / Folsom, LA / January 2017