Mish Mash of Poems

Karma's a Bitch

The boy watches
as the blood
drips from the man's face,
It makes him smirk a little.

He likes the way he struggles
for breathe
the whites of his eyes,
rolling In the back of his head.

Karma's a bitch,
he whispers to him,
I guess It's my turn now,
he plunges the knife In deeper,
the man screams, a piercing sound,
mumbling please stop.

SCREAM! the boy shouts,
DID YOU STOP WHEN I
SCREAMED, AND PLEADED
WITH YOU,
NO YOU FUCKING DIDN'T.

SO Guess what It's my turn
to shine....
he plunged the knife In
deeper,
letting the blood,
cover his hands.

The boy watched as the man
took his last breath.

He laughed a hearty laugh,
It made him feel all warm Inside,
he moved over to the sink,
and washed the blood from his hands,
humming a happy tune.

He closed the door behind
him,
and walked out in the cool
night air.