A Dagger to Her Heart
| Just like in "A Poison Tree," I have let my anger get the better of me. I would really like to see it happen to her, death from a poisoned tree. Some form of justice would be gladdening. But a dagger to her heart would be saddening. I could get caught and go to jail. But a poisoned tree would leave me innocent, you see. A dagger to Girlfriend's heart would bring more pleasure. And the death I might just treasure. Alas, I can't do it, for, I don't have the guts. I sure wish I knew someone with a poisoned tree. Labels: Poetry |



