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