The Shadow of Billy Capp
The shadow of Billy Capp
drifted along Little Mill
encouraging anyone
to venture further inside
the once private property.
It was a hundred years
to the day Billy Capp
was shot in a poker game
the ace of spades found
buried beneath his sleeve.
Legend has it he was chained
and dragged to Little Mill
where he was anchored
into a seven foot pool
that moonless autumn night.
Come springtime the body of
Billy Capp had diminished
into a spectral mist
forever daring any brave soul
to test the sterile water.
october two thousand twelve
copyright j matthew waters
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