Perfect Stillness

     The air is perfectly tranquilized, and feels eviscerate and enclosing.  It is a day for ghosts to haunt the streets.  I walked outside of my place the bed bugs receding into their old places.  Those who have come to seek me will sit nursing their wounds for a time, and they will come again to ask me to return to my old ways.  But I will not awake the old ghosts, and crawl backwards into an old bird that is my basest self.  I walk into the clinic and see a woman working she looks tired, and is wearing scrubs that are worn out.  I can see that she's treating my old friend.  I wait for her to step away for a moment then walk up like an old ghost.  He sees me, and his eyes light up with an inexplicable terror.  "Don't bother me anymore."  I walk away from him, and leave him to the mercy of the hospital.  I have given him a choice I hope he chooses it.

In My Own Time

     We walk carefully along the edge of the fence careful not too look inside and give ourselves away.  The guards are bored, and have become accustomed to the silence in the past few weeks.  In my bag I'm carrying it, the instrument of power, that will drive them to the far shores of Ireland where they will scrabble for their boats, and ride back across the old channel.  I get to the front gate where I can see that a few of my own countrymen stand waiting.  There are enough of them to momentarily block the guard view so I can hand my bag to a man I know give him a knowing look for a moment and walk out.  Ten minutes later their is a cascading explosion, and it is a spectacle for all too see.  What I birthed in silence would one day silence me.

Muggin...

I walk down Quincy wearing a black mask.  I have to hide my face now until I can make my get away.  I know where my old friends are staying.  They're in a few tents in Sherwood Park.  I walk into the park the trees give me cover.  I see a figure shrouded and hidden like me.  I walk up to them as quietly as I can.  I move carefully so as not to wake the man sleeping nearby on the ground.  Now it has come my moment of truth.........

I'm running as fast as I can as a body bleeds behind me.  It was dark so I cannot be sure if my target was right.  I cannot go back to the building in which I have stayed so I go a ways down willow lane and put myself to sleep.  I think I have lost the bugs in my runnings.