Massacre of ’09

I never want to be a villain-

casted out like Hanks

sitting like a gargoyle

invisible.

Words sharp

the knife kept clean-

but they remember;

The massacre of 09

and they see the monster from that time

but the wolf skin has been shed

sheep just like you-

but they see the wolf.

Sheep skin is expensive;

daily upkeep

expensive-

chasing idle sheep through marked forest.

can lose it all-

moving through the fields,

fangs left hanging

and they ran to tell the masses

they’ll plaster my face on every brick

they’ll never forget me.