The Soft Throat of Justice

Torches carried

in angry fists

swallowed the light

burned away  the oxygen

created a vacuum

in a night gone chill

like the blood in my veins

at the soulless eyes

of angry vipers

hissing hatred

spitting venom

fangs extended

salivating in anticipation

of tearing out the throat

of justice

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

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