Bio
John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident, recently published in New World Writing, River And South and Tenth Muse. Latest books, “Subject Matters”,” Between Two Fires” and “Covert” are available through Amazon. Work upcoming in Paterson Literary Review, Amazing Stories and Cantos.
Trigger Warning
The other guy had more tanks, more rifles.
And every flex of his muscle, cock of his head,
was a flame thrower.
And he had these beasts on this side,
bloodthirsty creatures with my crimson nectar
at the top of their want list.
I think even God was with him
and, if not God, then the gods,
lower case sure but what they lose in power
they make up for in numbers.
Let’s face it. He had armies.
As soon as he appeared,
I knew it was not going to be my night.
I tried to keep my heels away from his snapping dogs
but then his wolf pack showed up.
They backed me into a corner and I stayed there.
And let’s not forget his knives and his blackjacks
and the vipers and the commandos dropping from the sky.
Amanda smiled when he walked in.
I merely surrendered.
What was the point of putting up a fight?
If his snipers didn’t pick me off
then his Thugee would make sure
that I was good and strangled.
Just after midnight, the two of them drive off together.
I asked Clare for a dance.
She was still piecing herself together
after a pathetic effort
trying to stand up to
the rampaging hordes of Amanda.
But she said “Yes.”