Ophelia
(with her urgency)
she tore through the alleyway
ducked into a doorway
tried squeezing into nothingness
yet the cacophony of voices followed her, relentlessly…
no escape, no exit
she stooped down to pick up some rusty key under storefront mat,
a steel door vaulted, opening…
that was when Ophelia made her move
leaping onto a chipped green bottomless table,
studying the cracked lines of the Phantom faces before her…
“is this chase necessary?”, one of the ghouls complained.
“can't you see we're all exhausted?” another brother proposed
Ophelia couldn't decide whether to disembody
or completely remorph
back into the tigress she was
“we just wanted your autograph”,
Imogene,
the striped hipcat, blurted…
“don't split yet!”
then…
“no one here gets out alive”, “I am the lizard queen”, strummed Ophelia (perhaps Jim Morrison’s reincarnation)
in spite of her paranoia…
so another steel door vaulted, shut.
so another ghastly holiday season had now begun in earnest
how bout that ladies and gentlemen!
Lake Worth, Fl
2013