Interlude: Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea

My 

Memories of

Floorboards creaking

Wild dust bunnies staring

My face pressed against a tatami

Problems washing over me like a tsunami
 
An old woman before me, leader of the yakuza

A group of misfits behind me, stray dogs of the katana

I am told that the only honorable way to survive this strife

Is to win a grand battle of words, the defeated forfeits their life 

You’d need to be alive to settle the debt? All I have to offer is less

Tell me, hasn’t there been enough payment trouble in this lifelessness?

 

 

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