Steven Poem by Kevin Cui

I was addicted, My thoughts were, I'd say, conflicted.

My motives, unpredicted, I was, drug addicted.

I apologize, I was only streetwise

I stayed up to see the moonrise, while wearing a disguise




I'm sorry Steven, but your murder was unscripted.

When I saw you, I felt things, I hope you know, your murder was self-inflicted

But I should've known, you liked girls, it was imprinted

When you started to talk, about girls instead of guys




And that fact, I accepted, so a dumbbell I lifted.

My past, I'd say, is something, that's restricted

Some say, attention was something I was deprived of.

From a young age, alcohol was an addiction




So come closer, Steven, and tell me that you're mine

We can do anything, fine dining with some wine.

I dissected you, and then dissolved you in acid.

I'm sorry, it all happened way too fast, so rapid.




I killed another named Steven, this should be a sign.

I lured you to a hotel, and I was failing my class and

The military, I didn't want to kill you, just to explore your body's design.

Don't remember killing you, probably used brass and

But because of you, killing was something that was divine.



But one day, police came looking after me, my plans intertwined

The police saw everything, the pictures of the dead, and their flesh in my fridge.
I tried to escape, I swear, but they called for more.

They probably thought I was satans stitch, and he was the perfect snitch.