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