Monday 12 July 2021

Particles of Poison

by Nick Gisburne



The particles of poison seem so bland
Innocuous, until they mix with sweat
But they will kill the president, as planned
Before he knows the nature of the threat
A neurotoxic drug of her design
Inflicting swift paralysis and pain
Excruciating heat will grip the spine
While widening awareness in the brain
She knows he plans to take another wife
Significantly stupider than she
But ending her appalling husband’s life
Involves this floozy to a fine degree
    She knows he takes his pleasure every night
    So drugs the woman’s lipstick, spiked with spite