The Love/Death Squad

“… oh dear, yeah, I know I’m shaking,
I’ve just received an ‘Invitation Card’…
eh? oh, it’s from The Love/Death Squad,
requesting the pleasure of my presence
before their Sanctioning Committee
8:30pm on Friday the 13th of this month.
Well, it’s either one of two things, innit
… that last ‘One’ was gruesome, shocking,
they knocked-out the CCTV cameras
all around the Town Square and hung him
from wiring, above the fancy koi pond
… then disembowelled the poor sod.
The ‘One’ before that, you remember?
aye, by the Gates To The North Woods
… how many axes did they pull out of her?
seventeen, Jesus Christ, just imagine that.
Yes, for sure, you’re absolutely right…
if things go the other way, then I’m made
… it’ll be non-stop party time, won’t it,
in-between all the butchering and slaying.
Man, all the drugs, the chicks, the money…
I’m both Shitting-Myself-Completely,
and Excited-To-Fuck, all at the same time.”

Paul Tristram is a widely published Welsh writer, who’s currently up to his elbows in Magic, and long may it remain this way. Read other articles by Paul, or visit Paul's website.