Death’s Slaughter

We are going to have a party
although
I am not so sure
that you will enjoy
as much as I do.
This party
it’s more for me than you.
Streamers
pale pink
streaked crimson
do not look too close
I cannot have you running
that would be no fun.
Truth be told
I caught you once
I do not feel like doing it again.
I will tie you here.
Shackled to the chair
wrists
ankles
oh look
they even gave me one for your head.
Does that hurt?
Tiny pin pricks
watching blood well
eyes drawn tight
mouth shut
teeth gritted
I dig the tip in deeper.
Wanting to see you flinch.
Wanting to see pain.
Wanting to see terror
flit across your face.
Acid etched crosses on your chest
giggles erupt
I sit on the floor
cross legged.
Watching you struggle.
Watching you try to escape.
Curses flow
screams of desperation
as I wait.
Are you done yet?
Do I need to explain?
I won’t.
You know what you did
you and your kind.
I begin the countdown…..
ten…..
nine…..
eight…..
seven…..
six…….
plunge the syringe in
twisting to cause pain
send through
the coursing drug.
This one
it will kill you.
Cat playing with a mouse
bored once it is dead.
Strip off the gloves
one last glance around
this party is finished.
Light the match.
Walk away.
Death’s harbringer
slaughter is on its way.
Β©July 25/19
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

28 thoughts on “Death’s Slaughter”

  1. Reblogged this on Notes and commented:
    Worst people bring the best out of us, like this awesome piece of art. I think she’s naturally talented than affected by any life’s situations as people would like to think.

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      1. You’re welcome. I have not explored your blog fully yet and I can see that you got some seriously great poems/words out there. Congrats for such an awesome effort. Keep producing such art.

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      2. No, I am not done yet. I am going to (virtually) tickle you in the middle of your side ribs… LOL.. have fun and a wonderful weekend Jaylyn. Btw, how do you pronounce your first name?

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      3. My name is pronounced as it sounds Jay (like the bird) and Lyn. However in my birth certificate everything is capitalized except the L. So really when my name is spelt out it is like this Jay hyphen small l y and one n. That is how I tell people how to spell my name lol

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      4. Is it more like JAY-lYN which makes it sound more like Jen. Its definitely way different than many usual names out there. I’d however call you Jaylyn. In my mother language Punjabi, it means “If you take me”. Quite poetic meaning already. πŸ™‚

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      5. Thanks for an awesome chat (via comments) Jaylyn. Will get back to you tomorrow. Have a great weekend. Your blog looks now far better with the new profile pic πŸ™‚

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      6. Welcome, welcome, welcome my buddhist monk Jaylyn πŸ™‚ LOL… just teasing… love you β€πŸ’•πŸŽˆπŸŒΉπŸ˜πŸ˜œ

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