The square hat
Square hat short brim
cigarette squeezed tightly between chubby fingers
gasping for air.
midday sun cooled by a breeze.
Striped orange shirt tucked in neatly. As wide as he is tall.
Orange tape flaps, rhythmically in the breeze from a nearby telephone pole.
Torso turns to reveal, the aggressive curve of a blade.
Glistening in the hard sun.
Serrated teeth smile back as if to reveal a secret,
then on with his day.