Amelia C

The End - Poem by Amelia C

I dreamt you broke
in to my house
through an open window.
I found you

in the kitchen
wearing a woman’s
dress, short,
pink, frilly,

spandex lacquered
to every bulge and flap.
Then in my right arm
a surge of strength

and in my hand,
your ladder.
And I used it
to beat you to death.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 27, 2011

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