A short piece.
by Marcus Jonathan Chapman
I walk with a limp
two devil’s on my shoulder
both on one side
my right leg shakes
fearing each step
two devil’s on my shoulder
both on one side
one sat down, gently
with grandpa’s big smile
and the weight of Orion’s belt buckle
the other
splashing spirits
pressing against glass
shouting “one more”
a spluttering cry
Succorer!
grant me serenity
accepting two devil’s on my shoulder
courage
for these trembling steps
wisdom
to know which foot
one foot at a time
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