Saturday, March 1, 2014

Mister Greeter by Allyson Cruz

You smiled behind a desk. 

The knot in my chest

Lingered on the doorstep. 

I've done wrong 

I've known for long.

Made a pact 

I couldn't subtract.

To save a life I paid the price.

This is it.

Your smitten grin

Those eyes of sin

Hands folded nicely 

Not the least bit enticing.

Suit and tie

How I didn't think I'd die.

Gripping the cross 

I had my loss

Not to gain

I've earned this pain

So I stepped up to appease 

When you addressed me

"Welcome to Hell, name please."

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