She Stabbed Wickedly Poem by Juan Olivarez

She Stabbed Wickedly



She stabbed wickedly, with her poisoned dart,
Aiming straight toward his heart.
She saw red and felt only rage,
And as she lunged she turned the page.

And her aim was true, she thrust it deep,
He stumbled forward, and fell in a heap.
She basked in his pain, and banshee howls,
Then she fell from the air, disemboweled.

9/10/14
ALTON TEXAS

Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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