Shiny boots
Shiny black boots
Shiny black combat boots
Walk in front of me
Kick out from under me
Shadow the ground
The leafy carpeting
Softly crunching
Chorusing each step
Eyes raised
Boot laces
Camouflage pants
Side pocket
Belt
Romels!
Beige top
More rounds
A gun
Me
The face seen
The eyes from within
I look forward
Into tempting jungles
Dark, uncompromising
Crickets welcome me
Nothing scares
As I scare nothing
I head forward
Carried trudgingly forward
By the boots
Shiny steel-capped toes
Clip-clap
Sounds achanging
A road
A robot
A rover
Is this the jungle
The city of man
I await at its gates
Rusty wrought iron
Busted hinges
Skulls aperching
On spikes where sparrows should have sat
I arrive
Kicking forward
Snap!
Clink!
The lock breaks
The chain falls
Broken by
The boots
The toothed sole
Designed to grip
I hear
The grainy squeak
Swing the gates open
The breath of the city hits me
Foul and vulgar
The utterings of a grave
City of man
You shall be man’s grave
Whence man lived
In his house he stayed
In his house his corpse will live
Welcoming flies
With pungent pong
For I am here
Black
Wrinkled
Boots
Crows-feet sprout from each shoelace eyelet
Tracking each mile trod
I step in
Thud, thud
Noisely they land
With the willingness of the soul
They fall silent
Landing like moccasins
Silently carrying me
I am in your home
I hear the spluttering of your Spotify
See the flashings of your Netflix
Led by the clicks of your mouse
I shall paint the town red
Mark your door
With the crimson of your blood
Today
Like rivulets it shall flow
For the answering of mankind if nigh
The time is here
Not the time trapped to your wrist
But the time attached to your soul
Your heart falls with heavy thuds
Hurting your chest
Is it a premonition?
Dae ja vu
Or knowledge
That I am here
No longer the spook feared
In troubled times
As your troubles are over
But fears are just beginning
My heart mists
Puffs of it lead my face
As my chill bites yours
The crashing of a door
I send down
Boot aflying
Streaks of black lightening
Carry me within
The lair of man
From thence I carry my purpose
Annihilation
Clicked
Clocked
Raised
The muzzle turns the corner
Greets the living room dwellers
Rat-a-tat
Face-of-fire
She greets them
Mows them down
Perforates them
With her children
Each born hot
Off Thor’s hammer
Silence
The joys of her greeting
Still rings in my ears
The fierceness of her face
Makes my eyes brim
I turn
Squish
Squash
The boots
The tracks of my soles
Suck against that murky red
Growing Fed by them It rushes forth
To seek freedom of the strench
For the dead now live here
I step out
A dozen more step in
Hailed by the shouts of children
Flung from the muzzle
My lungs burst
A scream parts my lips
Forcing my finger down
I mow
And mow
Left then right
Right then left
Spreading her gifts
Muzzled for life
Speaking the truth
The bark of the gun
They shake
Take a step back
Curl over
Ring-a-ring
A-rosey
They all fall down
A dozen beautiful red rosies
I start to run
Boots pounding down
The force
Marks my boots
With dew drops red
Marking the morn of man
I go-a-visting
I scream, and scream again
Finally click
Pin falls against an empty chamber
She spews forth light smoke
Glowing red
Speaking of her day’s labour
I look back
For I have ended
The city of man
Streets like rivers
Tributaries of blood
My labour done
The dead now live here
Boots
Boots mottled red
Kick out from under me
Floating on the path I have made
It of man’s extinction
The gates beckon me
I turn back once more
A tear falls
Why?
Force me
To do
As I did
Forgive me decendents
For all I loved
As I myself
But purge them
I had to
For they are self-purging
Drop
Ring of waves
Tinkle out the sound of my landing tear
On their blood
Boots carry me
For I am not done
As I am undone
By none
My mission is still
As I feel man exists
His extinction is thus off
But I shall get there
As led by the boots
I shut the gates
And the city falls dark
Closed to life
For life
By life.