Interrogation Room  #2
 
                             "  The sweet swirl of Her fragrance
                                                     rides the gentle breeze
                                 Coming thru as loving thoughts
                                                     soothing my heart with ease
                                 Our strange desires move us
                                                     and the oceans begin to stir
                                 as an evening storm rolls by
                                                      more wonderous feelings occur
                                 She is my golden goddess 
                                                      that keeps my heart from hate
                                  into Her deep emerald eyes
                                                      where there are no signs of fate
                                  fascinated by my wild words of wit
                                                      She smiles at the slow return
                                  and awaits more for me to say
                                                      as the oceans begin to churn
                                  Our new world was once just a wish
                                                      Our secret is Our love ever-growing
                                  thru in  and  thru out these turbulent waves
                                                      Our inner light is always glowing
                                  Our souls wed on the Shores of Time
                                                       pledging Our hearts to Forever
                                  We are the only ones to ever reach ourselves
                                                       no one else could - Never . . .  "

I saw the look on that cop's face.  Even thru his raging stare.
A wee bit of confusion to go along with the rest of this nightmare.
But that look  faded quick,  as my twisted Manson-grin grew.
His blood boiled higher, as he asked - then what did ya do ?
                                
                              "  I asked her if she was proud of me
                                                       that I actually remembered that one
                                  the first poem I ever wrote her
                                                       back when we had just begun
                                  then I cocked the shotgun
                                                       and kept it at eye-level
                                  while the Angel on my shoulder
                                                        was getting raped by the devil
                                  even thru all that comotion
                                                        I still managed to enjoy her crying
                                  all around the blood splattered room
                                                       her friends were now done dying
                                  except for her 'new dick'
                                                       who was crawling across the floor
                                  I shot him again
                                                       after I let him get to the door
                                  I gave her a wink and a smile
                                                       I had never felt so fucking great
                                  there is no higher power
                                                       than burning raging fucking hate
                                  then I told her
                                                       thru an evil grin so perverse
                                   this is the last time you will hear
                                                       my true-heart-words in poetic verse

                                      . . . I won't be happy - until you are dead . . . . 

                                    then I blew her fuckin' face
                                                        out the back of her head  "

The cop showed great discipline and self contol.
He simply stood up and left me in the Q&A hole.
Bet he's going to get his gun.  I'll be his finest slaughter.
Did I mention that bitch . . .  is also this cop's daughter ?