soldiers take the field
foam swords and shields
Costume City troops
dressed in batman suits
they paused for lunch at noon
the battle to resume
when a glass of tea
and one grilled cheese
are happily consumed

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For him the song took a whole new meaning,

a control that made him wish to control others.

“Something's gotten hold of my heart”

an evil, a darkness

he mused on midnight

and the encroaching demonic hours.

3am and a stereo's blazing in a stolen Volkswagen Beetle

inaudible white noise, a prerequisite

for the red mist to follow.

“He see...

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