run wild

Run wild

That was the motto

Of course it didn’t address

running wild

in the streets

and away from angry shopkeepers

and the police

and rival gangs

and betrayed friends

It all starts with a

run from responsibility,

evading reality

“Think you

can live like that?” father had said.

“Go ahead and try. C’mon, not

like you’re of any

use round here. Go!”

He went

and the years have passed and

he was never missed

But tonight he would return

with a couple of

friends

some rope

and a few sharp objects

A dim light was flickering in the kitchen

meaning the old man

would be at the table with a belly

heavy with drink

and a head light with fumes

So not much changed

"Well, let's go."