WHATEVER YOU SAY - Poem
WHATEVER YOU SAY
Say nothing, you said,
To hard men approaching
In that subterranean bar.
I didn't know they were
Hard men, as you said,
They were just oversized.
"Slab" you nodded,
"Mary," he nodded back.
The history crackled.
They ignored my nod,
Slab handed you a box
Tiny in his butcher hands.
"Slieve" he said
You nodded and blinked.
Then they both left.
It was a long ride
Into increasing dark
After that night.
Each crossroads
Maybe more deadly,
Than the last.
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