Assassinated

Mercury in the vial to rise
To the clinking of his Sais
Silent footsteps sear the floor
Sighs of movement through the door

Sweat percolates oil and greased skin
As the grim and grimy loll in libation
An eerie haze permeates like mescaline 
While an unnamed fear riles irritation

Naked eyes betray a nervous mind
Hard liquor corrodes sharpened reflex
Strings pulled and manipulated by design
By a sinister power both conniving and ubiquitous

But these eyes are not coated in wool
As he saunters up to my wood splintered bar
Do you play me for a buffoon, a mere fool?
Just who the hell do you think you are?

In slanted banter and raspy whispers
He stakes his claims and makes clear his demands
Of great exploit and plunder he slyly refers
And stealth mastery with unparallel sleight of hand

Bellowing belly laughs incite cringing spiteful eyes
How dare you! I’ll demonstrate my cunning and prowess
With a snap of fingers every warm body dismembers and dies
Leaving a bloodied and foul disemboweled mess

Without a flinch the bartender gives a glare from hell
Then without warning a fiendish grin and hearty laugh
You may be furtive, but you trifle with the wrong clientele 
With a slam of his shot glass the assassin splits in half

A gruff snort accompany by tobacco spit
I believe I’ve clearly made my point
Gathering the remains for the barbeque pit
After all these years, how do think I still run this joint?