Mark Matthews Poet Free verse

Just Within Reach (Part 2)

I laugh inside,
   they must be joking,
stepping back
  I let the corpse
fall to the floor
                     convulsing,
raising my arms
   out to the side,
       like a cross
I turn away
       then drop into a crouch
spinning back
      tearing open
          their chests
               with both claws
sending bits 
    of heart and lung
  to the wall
creating a mural
         of brutality.

Before the bodies
    hit the ground
I rotate 
overlooking my artwork
spotting the bartendress,
   her strength is so admirable
standing there
behind the bar
           quivering,
makes me almost wish
    it didn't have to be done,
but no need for witnesses,
I'll tell
    my own tale.

I draw in the light
   dimming the environment
then slide 
    across the floor
         never taking a step
staring into those 
   liquid blue eyes
               of hers.
Keeping her 
    locked in my stare
I draw closer
                slowly,
when within reach
    I cradle her
         in her last embrace
constantly looking
    into those
         pools of blue.
Retracting 
            my claws
I touch her cheek
    allowing 
        her to feel
her last caress,
then bringing
        my mouth
           down by her ear
I snap
   into her neck
       severing the jugular
drinking in her
          soul
as it pours out
      and as the light
           leaves her eyes
I lower her convulsing body
      to the floor,
heading out the door
     I put the closed sign
                      in the window.

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