A Curious Mind W(o/a)nders

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

A Killer

He killed for the first time,
And then couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn't talk,
He vomited,
For days, for weeks, for months.

And then he killed again,
This time it was more professional,
It was less painful for him,
He vomited less.

And then again and again and again he killed,
(He was running up the ladder two steps at a time)
Till the vomiting stopped completely,
He had vomited all his conscience out.


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