Idiot Kid

Watch by the window 

Wait at the dock

The signal will color the sky 

Red smoke so bleak and stale 

Paper thin and deathly pale

Dripping in sand, caked with dust 

An ornery frame of spite and rust 

Blinded by fury, the vengeful ghost

Possessed by a raging vampy host 

Acting out the standard way 

Of an adolescent hateful stray 

Fists balled so comically tight

With an axe in hand and hand in fight

Villainy rides a racing heart 

Of an idiot kid who gets too smart