He Who Kills

The title of this piece comes from a great short story called "Prey" by Richard Matheson which was used in a movie called "Trilogy of Terror". When I first read the story I thought the name of the Zuni warrior was quite cool. After an unfortunate week and half and massive moments of anger, I have given a name to the darkness within...

“He Who Kills”

He who kills
The beast within
Speaks
I try not to listen
But he is in my blood
Mystery
Always inhabiting the back of my mind

He who kills
The fear within
Diaphragm rising and falling
And words louder exude
Warning
What’s to come
If he who kills awakens
The taste of blood
Dwelling upon his tongue
I try not to listen
But he is in my mind
Just behind the eyes
I find at times
That I stare at too long in the mirror
He who kills
Glimpsing the shell

Where does he come from?
Why does he exist?
I don’t think I could ever rid myself
So I scramble
Shifting about to quiet him
Until the tired comes
Frustration descends
A black darker than death
Infinite as the night
And the long, slow ignition
Unravels
Planned or spontaneous
Mystery
As cracks in the shell
Spew
He who kills
The dire need
Confrontation
And he who kills grins
In salvation
Because his time has come.

Where does he come from?
Why does he exist?
The repetitive stance
Echoing as my muscles ache
And the folds in my mind pulsate
Caught in the precise moment of defeat
As I stand to the side
Yelling in silence
He Who kills
Readying his spear…
©2009clarencecbess