Killing Season Poem by Patrick Szwaja

Killing Season



give me one good reason

to not commit this treason

killing must be in season

otherwise it wouldn’t be so pleasing

just listen to your voice

cracking its cords not by choice

thats ecstasy for me

just to listen as you bleed

as much as i love to see

this horror scene reality

so once again, my taste’s satisfied

and newspaper clippings will suffice..

until i lust again.

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