Midnight Madness Part 9:"Lake Waters Cold and Deep"

Slowly I let Midnight go
and backed away from him.
We could have been mistaken
each as a Brothers Grimm.

Damascus steel was still in hand,
rage glaring from my face.
I found my car, locked the door
raised the window just in case.

I hit the gas and slammed the gears,
smoke left tires and exhaust.
Leaving behind a man who thought
that he had just been crossed.

The coming hours would soon show
if he got my point.
Or if I would have on my hands
a madman out of joint.

I made my way back to my house
in the woods out on a lake.
This is where Ill wait things out
be it success or mistake.

What a fool to think that I
could trust him with this task.
When all is done Ill have to mold
from him his own deaths mask.

Ill place it on the mantle
or on my office wall.
Something to honor with a toast
in memory of them all.

My car rolled down the drive way,
the house was dark and still.
The misty evening air
had a foreboding chill.

Now standing with a cup of tea
I put it down to steep.
My thoughts where once again just like
lake waters cold and deep.