A Cold-Blooded Murder

I squeezed the flower
Made dents in its corolla
Dismembered it
One petal at a time
Only the stem remained now
I threw that away too
In the gutter…

I loved that flower
I swear I did
Its gorgeous body
And the intoxicating fragrance

But I killed it
Just like that
For the kicks
For it couldn’t speak
Or go to the courts
Or call the army on me

Murder, yes, it was
A cold-blooded one


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