they found lenny hanging from a tree one morning

in a park

where children play

i’m sure that he died in pain

and i know that he died in fear

yet, there he was, that morning

an angel peacefully swaying in the breeze

dawn’s first light exposing his outline to a passerby

on display

a warning from the dope man

meant for others who sought to take what’s his

a clear explaination

that the contract is, quite literally, binding

unless you like swinging from trees

by the neck

in a park

where children play

otherwise, do as thou will, boys and girls