When Dressed to Kill

When Dressed to Kill

A Poem by Neville
"

this is not entirely untrue ..

"

When Dressed to Kill

 


She was quite unique


and in her


own way, stood out


from the crowd,


like the front bonnet


of a metallic


British Racing Green


Alfa Romeo ..


In fact, it was whilst


she was still


firing blindly like that,


from the hip


and on all cylinders ..


Like some


manic assassin,


in tears, tiara and her


torn matching


green silk party dress ..


That I just so


happened, to catch


sight of all


the charcoal black


mascara


smeared unladylike,


across each


of her flushed cheeks ..


And she began


to pick over those


numerous,


anonymous human


remains laying


still and face down,


in such


hideous and very


long rows


piled high in deep


uncaring gutters ..


And when


precisely it dawned


on me in


a world of back


on back


uncertainties, I was


sure if looks


could kill, then she


would have


clearly made one hell


   of a serial killer ..

 

 

© 2025 Neville


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Oh gosh, where did your brain go for this one my dear friend. I see so many different ideas that could be the reason she was unique... but perhaps this might not be as it seems on the surface...
Lisa, finally getting back to some reviewing..

Posted 3 Hours Ago


Yeah, I've seen that look too!
In fact it was the last time someone asked me if their bum looked big in this dress. Okay, maybe I shouldn't have said "don't blame the dress fat arse, blame all the cakes and biscuits!"
Come to think of it I think we split up not long after. Can't remember why though!
😃

Posted 4 Hours Ago


This one grips me on a visceral level! Still pondering who She is ... wondering if she represents All mass killers. ... Don't tell me mate, I'm liking the pondering :)

Posted 5 Hours Ago



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Added on January 24, 2025
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Neville
Neville

Gone West folks....., United Kingdom



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