The Superhero


The Superhero

The Superhero


In the maelstrom of his mind
Josh believed he was a superhero

Lawless in local terms

He was driven by the demands
Of his disturbed intelligence

Setting fire to normality
With his speed of thought

Crushing gainsayers
In the vice 0f his complete
Absence of self-doubt

Josh was always right

Playing the role
Of the swashbuckling petty criminal
on a slippery slope

A gun-toting defender of the faith
Dealing in drugs or scrap metal

When half the town was chasing him
Josh was covered in mud

Fishing coins from under the pier
For lobster and champagne later

Topped by a contented smile
He couldn’t help but be himself

Destined to die from an overdose
Quietly in his bed.

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