A moment’s mischance 

Fists clenched, teeth clenched, walk it off

Go from Jekyll to Hyde, give someone a hiding after a chiding

Have to go into hiding, my contact a triad from China writes

To me about a safehouse in South Carolina, holy diver

I’m so happy you wrote to me, I would be glad to, please

Take you up on that offer as soon as can be

Arranged, why don’t I meet you at the place let’s say later today

I’m already on the plane by the time it’s in the mail

Sailing over the world like something from Jules Verne

World is turning, the worm is turning, the sun is burning

Get dropped if you’re not earning but earning is not the only power

Trust is something you have to learn, anathema to you cowards

I arrive and within a week capsize a boat, had to row back

Float like wrapped coke packages back to land, quite a catch

Ask about stash get stashed in a van and hammer smashed like Cannibal

Corpse buried somewhere on the moors like reports of a werewolf

Stashed away in the bottom drawers of the nearby police station 

Long drive and a lot of luck with finding to find your grave site.

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