Trace Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

Trace



Trace him, chase him
through his evident sneakers.

The streets are quiet,
his pulse races; it’s a give-away!

Wait in a room,
then slip fluidly into the night.

Get gone, be gone
before lights rise to wakefulness.

Kill him, kill him,
he’s out to kill before the morning shine.

Stab his throat
until air turns to spurting blood.

Murder him, murder him
turn him into your victim.

Hide your face;
you are unknown, you don’t exist.

Floating above us all,
be the killer of killers.

You were his sole weakness,
kill him before he becomes yours.

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