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Mike Acker Mike Acker Male, 60, Canada (8/9/2014 11:12:00 AM)

some meat for the rabid dogs.... The Midnight Thief as reply

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  • Rookie - 343 Points F. J. Thomas (8/13/2014 1:18:00 PM) Post reply

    A solemn piece this is: (
    Still, it is how many feel; wanting to start over in a place other than this world; closing the darkness that engulfs....I wish them a happier life here

  • Rookie - 892 Points Mike Acker (8/9/2014 11:16:00 AM) Post reply

    The Midnight Thief

    Like a midnight thief,
    he waits for darkness
    to permeate until,
    all sounds had evaporated
    under the grey moon.

    Joyful, almost gleeful,
    he eyes the iron's electrical cord,
    his rope, appropriately black.
    A cheap drug store item
    that will do the job at hand.

    He cuts the length he needs
    with a chef's sharpened knife
    whooshing through it
    like a samurai sword.
    Not too long and not too short.

    He has already found his branch;
    the sturdy, short, shower curtain rod.
    More towards the left, he tells himself,
    to ensure more strength.
    Then, the rest of this thieving act

    should be straightforward.
    Two knots, one above the other;
    an amateur's knot for sure,
    but, what the heck, an amateur's life
    he has led. Then, feed the end through,

    tightening. Test and retest,
    he reminds himself,
    as only one outcome will do.
    His head pushes through
    the darkness, as had

    happened once before, long ago.
    It begins to feel more like a beginning,
    where most things seem to always end.

    Mike Acker

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