…and the crowd goes wild!

Bottom of the ninth,

men on first and third,

other team ahead by two.

Hometown hero has two strikes

and three balls – last pitch of the game;

its a long pop-up and the world holds its breath,

It clears the fence…

…and the crowd goes wild!

Fourth down, eleven to go,

twenty-three seconds left.

The ball is hiked, the quarterback

grabs it, scrambles, and strikes a pose.

He lets fly just as he is taken down,

The end dodges, feints and pulls down the ball

like a spider reaching for a fly.

It’s a win…

…and the crowd goes wild!

The girl unlocks the door and enters;

she turns on the light, sheds her coat,

and enters the bathroom to turn on the shower.

Back out, she checks her messages;

only one from Mom; and takes off her clothes.

As she steps into the shower,

The killer emerges from the shadows of the closet…

…and the crowd goes wild!

Close-up of a victim, blood spreading in a slow shadow

from beneath his sprawled body,

The scene widens to show other victims,

some writhing in personal agony while

the perpetrator is interviewed.

He says he’s sorry…

…and the crowd goes wild!