it is a daily exercise

like some people go to the gym to do reps

my mind does squats leaps repetitive runs

hamlet on testosterone shot pulsing artery

surging direct to thumping heart jazzfest

snare sticks go wild a bass solo beats off

to die or be murdered by it slowly softly

to drink your poison or fade into black

you unspeakable demon gone silent

yet your taunts still bleed rosey wet

would it hurt you if I disappeared

or would my death be john doed

kill me with indifference

murder mutilate mum

all that left is the execution

me my own hand mind wit

to carry out anonymously

at the time and manner

of your uncaring

plotting planning

to what end

I was dead to you

decades long past