The Horror Show.....A Dark Poem Poem by Shaun Cronick
The Horror Show.....A Dark Poem
An electric chair and a dynamo,
This room so cold so full of woe.
They strap me in for this horror show,
These uniformed men my hateful foe.
A switch is flicked the current does flow,
Throughout my body and all aglow.
So many I've killed so many lives never let go,
So many buried under a cruel winter's snow.
So a painful death and one so slow,
A serial killer they once called John Doe.
Scary and clever; clever is always a bit more scary when mixed with scary but an interesting topic - and a sharp witted poem
Thanks Julia for your kind and generous comment. Take care and hang in there.
Julia thank you for kind and generous comment. Also a thank you for Territorial Guilt. Superb and sublime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/21/2025 2:43:01 PM # 1.0.0
He was a dynamo that finally became electric.
Jane thank you so much for commenting. And a big thank you for your incredible poem What Remains. I never tire of reading it. Thank you again Jane.