The Killer Poem by Clyde King

The Killer



"About that dead man's
body that you found in the
car, in your own words,
describe the scene. Tell me
everything that you remember
from that moment."

"Goddamn awful it was!
His face looked like
insects had stung it,
just like he had
kicked over a beehive and
laid his face in it.
Maggots were all over it.
Never have I seen nothing like it.
Oh god, it was awful."

"Perhaps you can recall any
quirks, that is, peculiarities? "
"Right, well, strangest thing, there was
spiders, hundreds, big ones
too, crawling from his eyes and
Under his tongue in a
very strange way. You understand
why I'm so upset? "

"Xander, Mr. Xander,
you are the killer! Only the killer would
zero in on such undisclosed details!
Arrest him! "

Thursday, January 28, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: murder,humorous
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Clyde King

Clyde King

San Antonio, Texas
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