And The Clock Went Tick

Note from the Authoress: Firstly there is no porn in here so if that’s what you are looking for click next. Secondly I don’t consider myself a poet, so not sure if this works or not.

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She sat quite still in the gathering gloom
As she waited like a demon of impending doom
She watched the door for movements quick
And her heart started racing and the clock went tick

In a moment she steadied both her nerve and hand
Her mouth was dry, and round her chest a steel band
She had but a second to take her pick
And her throat constricted and the clock went tick

Her fingers tightened on the trigger so cold
Her resolve was firm and her thoughts were bold
Breathe in and hold she thought, that’s the trick
As she began to squeeze and the clock went tick

The moment passed and all was still once more
It was only the wind that had rattled the door
As she waited still ready, feeling a little sick
Her stomach churned and the clock went tick

The door opened wide and stood a man too proud
As she squeezed, two bangs and the noise so loud
Then she waited for the smoke to clear that was too thick
So she watched him intently and the clock went tick

And when she was sure her job was done
She left with care, calmly thinking, walk don’t run
As she passed the man she gave her head a flick
As if saying I care not for you and the clock went tick

As she peeled off the gloves and started the car
She smiled coldly as she thought so good, so far
And the house was still, from the body not a kick
As the blood pooled slowly and the clock went tick