i'm not the killer

here i go  
roleplaying human  
tears of light in my eye  
lust on my teeth  
lipstick
nowhere to be seen  
 
taking off my shoes and my skirt  
 
take my pulse by cutting into it
 
i don't want to describe you like a man writes a woman  
but that cheshire grin set in the self assured surface
of your blue black face  
i would recognise with my eyes shut  
saying  
i know you  
you slut;  
i know what you're capable of  
 
i hope you never get the smell of piss out of your floor