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The Absolute Perfect Murder


if you seek execution
of the absolute perfect murder - rural or city
it shall not be accomplished by flawless plans,
in the hunt of stealth activity
not by moving in secret,
under cover of shadows - night above
not by wearing a shadowy cloak,
dark mask and tough leather gloves
not with a calm cold heart,
completely clothed in all black - to mesh
not with accentuated red eyes, fiery,
boiling organs of your flesh
not by pitter pattering in the wet streets
like rain falling - bursting drops
with a watered mouth of solvent sugar,
comtemplating, sucking, dissolving a lollipop
not by encroaching with sheltered hatred
of your target fixed - basking
not by exposing steel glistened,
eager intent fueling fingers grasping
no; facilitation of murder in perfection
of absolute perception - of self
circles when one premeditates to kill
the murderous spirit itself
a conscienceness of inner war,
conquer the treacherous violence of heart - a prefect
its immobilization, its spiritualization,
its bloodlessness, its life, its perfect

Submitted: Saturday, January 21, 2006
Edited: Sunday, January 22, 2006

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  • Rookie ***** ********* (1/21/2006 5:38:00 PM)

    I must admit Trunami, I have been ignoring your storm for a while now! Why, I have no idea. Fantastic poem, full of fire of re-ignited life. An excellent 10 from storm struck! Tai (Report) Reply

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