Short Strangler Poems

up close a face, death
a strangler, choking my breath,
here you are, my wife says,
time's up, your crime pays,
in the grave, she stays....

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Flies past my window
As if I am a strangler
Is that the new way home?

Peers through the window panes
Of my innermost contemplation
Could that be my ignoble double?...

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A Glandular Strangler We Should Deter

Greeted general area that is glandular,
When he started becoming a strangler;
Grotesque glands;
Spastic hands,
Who we should be sure to try to deter.

Jim Horn...

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In the dead of this cold foggy night,
is this the spirit of Jack the Ripper
or the Boston Strangler prowling 
the silent streets...
or someone’s imagination running wild?



~11/16/17
~Pic Motifs Contest by nette onclaud
~Word count:29...

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Worried by worry
haunted by my own shadow
in a strangler-world I live!

He came, sat on the throne
for no reason he stuck in mud
around the throne

But left the throne so hot
hangmen so tired
granaries so empty
faces so rippled
rats so hungry
that even cool wind
and rain making clouds
were too timid
to fly over our nation!...

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the new shirt with an unironed crease
the slice of thorn against thumb
ear against the bass speaker
whispering at the shadows
hoping something appears
My business is are
Hold the lunar for a tic
my mad has never been ness
no iota of the id
people are
strangled
if your a strangler
your faces are ugly
did you get them on loan
We of the ird
Pass me by
as you stare at the street
one of us was lucky we didn't meet...

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This is my story, the strangler untold.
I, Al DeSalvo strangled 13 women totaled.
I struck within the night of day,
leaving not one clue astray.
Confessing to these crimes brought me fame,
but burdened my family with unending shame.
Sitting in my prison cell,
deep inside I hide a secret only I can tell.
People everywhere still have doubt.
Is the strangler really in prison, or still roaming about?
Murdered in my prison cell,
my secret I can now never tell....

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Rocks Rico wore the turtle suit
his disguise hid the morbid truth

That he was known as the strangler
and lived his life with anger

When crooks ran from the cops
he would give them refuge non-stop

But they couldn't stay hidden long 
as they went to the mardi-gras for crime and song

And their rampage went aflaw
when Captain America came and saw...

That breaking the turtle shell
released everyone from his spell

Now Rico is behind bars
and Cap and Bucky are the stars...

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