Kathryn Garner

(May 10,1991)

After Murder


its like looking at your reflection in the glazed eyes of your dead lover
from the stained knife in your hands to the fading rage thats over
its then you feel your body cringe inside itself
still feeling the vibrations from their cries of help
still in the murder scene you cave in
you still feel the fireish tingle from the sin
crawling on your skin
still you know you'd commit again
yet collapsing from the off set of the trigger in your mind
the trigger that set you to unwind
rubbed the clit of insanity till you let go to the orgasm
you cant still feel the chasm
of blind murder coursing through you veins
still immune to the victim's defense pains
caught in the vividly fading remains of a climax
still feeling the tremble on the edge, still cant relax
following the repulsion of truth, till you flee
and in the back of your mind you swear you felt the victim bleed

Submitted: Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Edited: Sunday, February 20, 2011

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