Killing Without Regret
i'm going to kill him
yes he's going to die
slam...
he's still going
swing swing swipe
he is
infinitely fast
quicker than my eye
slam i missed again
so i'll stand and wait
wait for the right moment
to strike
he comes right for me
just getting out of the way
i watch as he dose
circles around me
he's so fast
there he is sitting so still
i move ever so slowly
and raise my weapon
tasting the kill
i'm going to kill him
yes he's going to die
one step closer
and with lightning speed
sllam...
i smile as i see
a smear of blood
so wheres the next fly
(i started writing this in less than 30 seconds)
Copyright © John Tanaskow | Year Posted 2009
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