Serial Killer: the Sequel

Club is packed

Filled with juicy meat

Such a succulent display

So many to choose from

But sadly enough

I can kill only one

It offers me a drink

I look it over

It will do

An hour’s conversation

Pretending to listen

“Let’s leave

“And find a nice, quiet hotel”

(Quiet and Isolated)

“I’ve hit the jackpot!” it thinks

Wait ’til it sees the prize

So willingly lets me tie it up

Retrieve my bag

Sharp, shiny tools

Such an interesting squish

As I playfully shape its entrails

In the form of a smile

I doubt the maid service

Will find this as amusing

Now the dull work—

Wiping fingerprints

Tape gets hair and fibers

Bloody gloves back in the bag

I put on my spiked heels

Straighten my skirt

I blow him a kiss good-bye

Remove the “Do Not Disturb” sign

Go home

And sleep like a baby