poetry

Poet Killer

Through the phrases and sentence structures
interspersed with subtle assaults
I kill the naughty people
they are falling as wooden blocks
after reading my letters

My sentences are marching!
STAND AT ATTENTION!
DO NOT SPEAK OR MOVE UNTIL I TOLD YOU TO DO SO!
MARK TIME, MAAAARCH!
they are whipping my victims in dramaturgical strokes and pathos.
My sentences hit unexpectedly.

Let’s face the truth – I am a poet killer.
But, still, I say something.

NOW, STAND AT EASE!

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