The Spirits are Restless, Bring Your Gun

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The Spirits are Restless, Bring Your Gun 

While having supper with family and friends,
My wife yells, "Your cell is buzzing again!"
I check my text message and I announce,
"I'm sorry baby, but I now must run!"
It reads: Spirits are Restless, BRING YOUR GUN!

I run to my room and snatch my tools of the trade;
My bullets and gun, a long coat made of brown suede.
I hop into my pickup truck and call my friend,
"Hey Bill, Where am I heading, can you please tell?"
"To the old graveyard on the ridge, over the hill!"

I pull up and park beside Bad Bill's minivan.
Walk up to the yard and begin searching for him.
I hear lots of cursing coming around the bend.
I sneak up to peek what demon we will contend.
Instead, I spot Bill behind an old tomb, hiding.

He signals to look at a crypt by an old tree.
I glance over to it, I squint my eyes to see,
A hovering red-eyed Demon staring at me!
"Thank God! You made it in time, my guns are all out!"
I grab my bag of salt and toss it to Bad Bill.
"Make a circle!" I tell him while I load my gun.
Now, ready to aim at the creature, it was gone!

I search around frantic to see where it has went.
Bad Bill yells over, "It's over your head!"
I turn quickly and land hard on my back.
With Big Betsy aim at it, I start my attack!
I prop up Big Betsy and take two shots!
I hit dead on, It growls out loudly, then it's gone
I run toward Bill and enter his salt circle.
I ask him, "Which Demon is it after your ass?"

"You won't believe me when I tell you this,
It's my second wife Thelma, the one with the cats."
I look at him strangely and need to ask,
"What made her so angry to force such an attack?"
He looks at me, he lowers his eyes and replies,
"I told her I had to pawn off her wedding ring!"
I look at him in total fear, and grab my crucifix,
"We're going to die tonight, for your gambling fix!"

The next thing is amazing! Yet I had to cuss,
One hundred dead cats rising, chasing after us!
I grab two shots and quickly load my gun.
I glance over at Bill who looks as though he's done.
I stand and yell, "Bad Bill! It time for us to run!"
I run toward my truck, Bill closely on my back,
I clear a perfect trail, by kicking all those cats!

We drive quickly to the local pawn shop;
Break the back door down and steal back the ring.
"The owner won't be happy?" I tell him.
Bill answers, "He will be when I explain!"

At the cemetery, I look at Bill and say,
"Hold up the ring and show her, bring it to her crypt."
Bill did what I told him, everything had settle.
He came back to the truck and said, "That's That!"

Just as we were leaving, Bad Bill leans over and he asks,
"How much do you think I would get for her white wedding dress?"

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