"Silent Assassin"
... intrigue in precisely 100 words.
I know who you are, your honeyed sighs like bullets---
My cold, efficient assassin
Sent to destroy an illusion of happiness
I could not see until the unveiling.
You, obligingly on your knees;
Ecstasy and torture are all the same.
It is the conquest that pleases.
None of us can forget
Life and love is ravaged on borrowed time.
Hatred, however, cuts to the bone, and
It is often fury blind enough to transcend lifetimes.
"I will tell her tomorrow, I promise."
I recoil at his overheard whisper,
Before the sound of your falsely girlish giggle
Becomes your dagger;
Mixed with a silent tear,
Dripping like blood and screaming of death.