Love Strangler Poem by William Blackman

Love Strangler



I'm a man possessed.
I'm a killer obsessed.

My lover's final cry.
Her dead eyes cannot lie.

Wall of mortar surrounds my soul.
Black sinewed body strong and cold.

Squeezing liters of life from her neck.
She struggles to live every constricted breath.

Clipped wing of a bird a falling feather.
Passion and death must sleep together.

Monday, February 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: darkness
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William Blackman

William Blackman

Milwaukee, Wisconsin
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