Thump-thump Thump-thump
Clench-release Clench-release
The fist tightens
Afraid it won’t let go
It draws out the blood
Dripping slow
The end result
Is to kill
Attack
A legal assault
Fantastic skill
Working outside the law
A sexy bad boy
Without a flaw
Dressed in leather
He brings pleasure and joy
Slowly preparing
For his attack
Caught in his web
Too late to turn back
Deceiving all with a
Sensual smile
A glass of wine
Sexy smooth style
Gradually he chips
Into your heart
A silent attack
A work of art
Such skill
And precision
Is engineered
Ironically
In a heart
He’s endeared
Clench-release, Clench-release
Thump-thump, Thump-thump
Iron fist, muscle of steel
Snuffing out life
Victim can’t feel
No idea he’s out to kill
Feeding on blood
No big deal
Like a tumor
He invades
Once he’s in
Dig your grave
Milking the blood
To the last drop
No survivors
You will drop
He stays near
To watch you die
Part of his pleasure
To hear you cry
He has squeezed
The very last drop
Time to leave
Need to victim shop
Renee Robinson
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I enjoyed reading your writing & love the artwork you picked to go with it. Tried to comment prior & can’t seem to get it to let me sign in, then saw twitter sign in. Hope you have a great week.
Thank you very much.
Sad and scary.
This is EXCELLENT!!! Love this one!!
Thank you David. You always make me feel good.