Friday Noir: Wrestle The Devil

Cigarette’s burning low.

Shotgun’s in the trunk.

The summer night is like

A wet towel over your face.

It’s that dark, dark hour.

Knowin’ what’ll happen next…

Yet not quite sure.

You know what you gotta do.

Wrestle the devil till he’s dead and cold.

And get home before The Good Lord knows what you done.

© Mark V. Krajnak 2012 | JerseyStyle Photography | All rights Reserved


2 thoughts on “Friday Noir: Wrestle The Devil

  1. Feel like I’m wrestlin’ him at the crossroads right now myself. Only I don’t know what for, but it sure ain’t for the right to play the blues like Robert Johnson!

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