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Bored To Death (Spoken Word)

'Bored To Death'

He woke up early with boredom engrained
His life had no strife it was boring and plain
He'd always felt this way, the curse of intelligence
All he did was pulled from the purse of irrelevance
Every day he went to work, now what to do
He wanted a goal, a challenge, something new
The world made sense he saw it all with unity
Until one day he realized an opportunity
Saw a girl working the corner of the sidewalk
He thought "she'll suck my cock" I don't see why not
With every intention of just paying for sex
Even he wasn't prepared for what happened next
Drove her home, and as they walked through the back door
He wondered if anyone would miss this crack whore
Taken by impulse he made a violent lunge
Minutes made a mess and a vibrant sponge

He stood there emotionless, staring at the corpse
Wondering why it was that he felt no remorse
He actually enjoyed it, like a new game or sport
Plenty clever, he easily could delay a court
It was his new rush and now he went out nightly
Snatching up worthless people and making it tidy
The adrenaline was venom in his veins
His memory recorded and enjoyed all their pains
He felt alive while killing, that was the irony
Stayed awake for his task, he was never tiring
Inspiring him to execute at new heights
Appeared on the news as his actions grew frights
He found it funny to watch victims running
Snatching them while sunny he overstepped his cunning
Until ignorance forced him to his greatest mistake
Didn't pay attention to his choice for this take

She was a young blonde with a nice figure
Easy to see she exercised and lived with vigor
The killer grabbed her during a morning jog
With no indication of anything going wrong
Took her home, tied her up and left her alone
Wanted to cause confusion before he heard her groan
After a few hours he came back to claim his prize
But she wasn't there, he couldn't contain surprise
From behind he felt a blade against his neck
It looked like his violence would be put in check
She said "If I may speak your tie technique was weak
I know from experience, I'm on the sleekest streak"
She continued further "You really must be patient"
"Your biggest problem is that you acted much too blatant"
Then sunk the knife deep, he could tell she knew how to place it
He smiled as he realized he wasn't the only assailant
Written by Dono
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