Coliseum Perimeter Man
He's out there somewhere.
Eyes green in the moonlight, teeth ground to graveled bits.
Pacing to and from, and forth and back now.
Perimeter man drags his toe in the sand.
Perimeter man breathes the swampy air.
Perimeter man eyes the evil of night.
...while we're safe inside.
He's out there somewhere.
He lives in the shadow, eyes trained for the darkness.
Hidden by hanging moss, scanning every move - every sound now.
Perimeter man reaches out his hand.
Perimeter man dissolves into the fog.
Perimeter man sees behind the glass.
...he sees us all.
He's out there somewhere.
He walks the line, night by night.
He walks the line, inch by inch.
He peers through the black of the night.
He scans the grounds, and sees me.
I try to rest myself, but he's watching.
He's watching...
Call his name.
