Let’s Get Wicked

These parts don’t fuse together

They never did.

Just a suit that suits me

and a past I hid.


An impossible task


My past deeds



I’m not your weapon

Not your tool to use.

With the first shot

 you lit my fuse.


I am John.

Many faces

One truth.


I am Wick.

One goal

One end.


This time I choose.


Let’s get wicked.