Executioner

With methodical steps
he gathers in the gloam
eyes aglitter
teeth chittering
scanning the crowds before him.
Somewhere
within the world born of bastards
born of war
born of heroes
born upon the breast of a nation
shattered
challenged
there strides a beauty
law on one hip
justice on the other.
An intricate tango
danced in the dark
under the light of the moon
full and whole
late in the summer night.
Who is the hunter?
Who is the prey?
Who shall win this grim game
of love and hate?
He?
Or she?
He has left behind
a trail of wrecked bodies
destroyed minds.
She has focused
with singular intent
to hunt him down.
He can feel her.
She can smell him.
He moves with gilded grace.
She moves with lioness stealth
hidden deeper in the shadows
her quarry ever in front.
He is arrogant.
She is patient.
After eons
finally
she sidles up behind.
Using the cover of darkness
hidden shadows
stiletto blade in hand
she creeps
hearing his breath pant
as he scans ahead
never behind.
Silly man…..
Sibilant whisper
a shout in the night.
I told you
I promised you 
I would find you 
make you pay.
Bitter precision
tears of agony
harsh mistress of revenge.
Spray of blood
a blank canvas
splattered in crimson
she drops the body.
Oath has been kept.
Time has come to pass
you shall no longer be……
anything.
Your name
your identity
not in the annals of history
forgotten forever 
reign of terror 
nevermore.
©June 27/19
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Cherish

Blinded.
I lost myself
my truth
allowing you to encompass
swallow me whole
until the end
chewed up
spit out
bewildered at the sudden death.
I forgot who I was.
Thought I had been yearning for you
truth is though
I yearn for what was perceived….
I loved you once.
I thought you were my final stopping place. 
I thought I had finally found home.
A dream
poor little princess
needs to be saved 
needs a knight to make her whole. 
The idea of you
the potential
the man I know is inside of you
tears gather
falling
forever saddened you shall never see
never know him.
Sweet poison lips
I shall miss.
Lies
sugar coated darts
I remember my worth.
I am a Queen.
Sacrifice myself no more
I remember now 
how to roar.
©June 21/19
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