The Hunchback
My back hunched up.
Curled up toes.
Wrinkled brow.
Slobbery nose,
Greet with a growl.
Look with a scowl.
Children run away.
Adults say.
There goes the ghoul.
I wait till dark.
To make my mark
Through empty streets.
I creep, bare feet.
Shadows, places to hide.
To retreat.
To spy, to pry.
With half concealed eye.
Behind curtains.
Cracks in wall.
I see it all.
I am the devil
In your mind.
Spying . leaving muck, behind.
They chase me.
With guns and pike.
To clean their town.
They fight.
Until it's light.
Then I retreat,
To sleep and eat,
Ready for the next feat
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Copyright © Norman Purvis | Year Posted 2007
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