Thrills

We dour victims of her five-point-
palm-exploding-heart technique

roll-over – Beatrix Kiddo fooled us
all – How do I look? – Five steps to

death as it was stated – She was a
natural born killer – See Reverend

Harmony die [at his whitewashed
altar] – Hear sliced cicadas cry as I

drag my blade across each bulged
eye – Spot blood-lumps bloom – In

my gnarled fingers I guide a knife –
Revenge is my balance – a slit with

tremor’s reverie & a tidy outcome
without any soft hearts exploding

inside us – four fingers jabbed just
enough to punch at our last pump