Manouvers by John D Robinson


His partner stepped in the
way as he threw a vicious
and thunderous punch at
a security guard: her feet
left the floor as she flew
across a table knocking
bottles and glasses onto
the floor:
he sobered instantly and
moved towards her in a
moment of terror and
regret and as he knelt
down to comfort her, 3
suited thugs punched and
kicked him unconscious
as she screamed and
tried to stop them she
received a punch to the
head taking her out-cold:
it wasn’t even yet 10pm
and already 2 soldiers
had fallen.

C_UsersJohnPicturesJohn-D-RJohn D Robinson was born in 63 in the UK; his poems have appeared widely in the small press and online literary journals including; Rusty Truck; Red Fez; Hobo Camp Review; Rats Ass Review; Down In The Dirt; Yellow Mama; Outsider Poetry; Chicago Record; Horror Sleaze and Trash; BoySlut; In Between Hangovers; He is a contributing poet to the 2016, 48th Street Press Broadside Series.

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