A Study in Prey

Coffee really is for pussys      
In think in this humid dome      
Lewd pictures litter the leather      
Of my temporary home      
     
So many little outfits      
The heat is taking a toll      
She barely wears a t-shirt now      
The last one was just holes      
     
I guess with all the brush she figures no one can see through      
I chuckle at the distance my camera covers from this view      
     
The shadow that I hired rounds the corner of her place      
The moment sends my heart and lungs on a competitive race      
Will she shoot this fucker      
Will she pummel his legs and face      
Will she run inside and hide      
Will she run to a safe space      
     
Will he get to pry the door      
The camera on his chest shakes      
I raise my camera to see what the hell made it displace      
     
A security light went off      
It must have scared my man      
The lights inside are off      
She doesn't seem to understand      
     
Before I set my camera down      
Something caught my lens      
Pale madness shines in widened eyes      
Slim wood stick in her hand      
     
I know he didn't see her      
She opened the slider slow      
He was messing with his camera when she struck the first blow      
     
I forget to snap a single picture in my shock      
Even from ten blocks I can hear the landing pop      
     
His kneeling yowl doesn't have the time to escape      
She brings her stick around and butts it three times in his face      
He goes for his gun      
She swings down hard to concrete      
The crunching sound up close must have tasted so sweet      
     
Not once did she shift a single hand from the darkening shaft      
This was a lovely practice, I had thoroughly watched her craft      
The safety of a mentor has clearly held Baby back      
The yelling wakes her neighbor then the air carries a rack      
     
Oh no      
Don't blow his head off      
Let me see what boo can do      
Interrupt my study      
I will come and deal with you      
     
There is the savage beating ✔️      
Small torture has ensued ✔️      
But I want to see if she will cross the line and kill you, too      
     
I may have thought too soon      
Blood is pooling slowly from his head      
I zoom in with my camera to search the rising of his chest      
Apparently she never stopped bringing down that stick      
Three feet of spare lumber is now covered in color brick      
     
Neighbor man can only stare      
I snap a picture of his face      
He'd lowered the rifle long ago to watch the mad disgrace      
     
Naked, covered from chin to toes      
Thick blood      
And some in flakes      
I guess she didn't need a coat to defend what he would take      
     
The shock must have passed as I began snapping away      
A grand investment worth the waste to document this way      
The lights were a surprise      
Added on an off day      
Frantically, I search for what I captured of this slay      
     
Only one was captured from when she started      
To my dismay      
When I zoom in close      
Her eyes meet mine      
A wide grin on her face.