Predator Echoes~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPolemy killer walks with a side gait that announces his wound I have never seen his eyes but I know they are cloud blue from drinking my smoky jazz life his mind is like a boombox killer sinner fresh skin peel each tattoo with the sharpest wit I know what he wants a variation on the victim
today is a fine day a sunny day his eyes dream me through layers of cobalt passion and evergreen pain crucify my wings nail patterns stretched against the horizon pressed into my cherry tree spine
my killer watches patience he would pin me inside the collection that bleeds from his mind all over the space he occupies his halo filled with struggling girls dying girls but this time he wants something different a predator like himself bleeding her predatory victims into his temples
killer killer his mind is a boombox
I wonder what sounds enter him from within my own skull
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