walrus

a white cloud of teeth
approaches
looks..
and reconsiders

02:03
at the nightclub
a confrontation
I work the door

a struggle
we trade
I remove
the bigger man

he sees
his own blood
my squat silhouette
heavy goatee

"you are just
a psychotic walrus..! "
shouts he
from kerbside chamfered bivouac

guffaws
from staff
onlookers
bystanders


nickname..
tattoo
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Sep 2019

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Comments (1)

godsprincess
Is that where your name WalRu came from?

Kathy
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