Placate the Devil

           ....... hard as a painted nail scraping a zealot's cross, blond as putrifying water dribbling down an innocent man's throat. Or we might say a pick-up outside a gas station will pave the future and placate the devil.

Woody Haut
excerpt from
On Dangerous Ground - Film Noir Poetry
2018

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