Resume of a Psychopath

I kill

Like cooks cook

And teachers teach

A class full of eager children.

I am the silent kind

Hopping like a nightmare

Swinging like the Death.

I work with knives

Of various makes-

Some so sharp 

Like meat to a butcher

For waiting customers

Some are blunt

So I hit the (wo)man with the 

Hilt of hit

Until (s)he sways like an alarm clock

In a sun soaked morning

When all sleep

But a sane psychopath.

I have done it before,you know,

The killing.

And I loved it.