Co-Conspirator

It’s lovely, it’s thrilling, it’s simply outstanding

How you blow them all away,

How you put a spell on your prey.

You use the same tone when you slaughter,

You use the same tone when you pray.

They choke slowly laid out on the hay,

They still wouldn’t call you a rotter.

You murmur when you flirt and tease,

You murmur when you’re ready to cut a piece.

The oblivion and charm feed from one another,

I’m far too comfortable with this chase.

In your misdeeds I have a front row seat.

Yet you hum while walking down the street,

You hum while digging their last resting place.

-JW